Shengdan Holy Mountain! Inside a large hall.

Si Wuji's injuries are still severe, but he is already able to walk on the ground, and he came to Dan Shenzi at this moment, and saluted extremely respectfully.

"Disciple Si Wuji, meet the master!" Si Wuji stared at Dan Shenzi and said respectfully.

"I only accept you as a registered disciple, you remember clearly!" Dan Shenzi took a sip of tea and said lightly.

Named disciple, that is, if you cause a big disaster outside, it has nothing to do with me, but the filial piety of the disciples who should be there should be no less.

"Yes!" Wu Ki nodded.

Si Wuji naturally understood what Dan Shenzi meant, and there was a trace of indifference in the snake's eyes. Obviously, Si Wuji is also borrowing the name of the Shengdan Sanctuary.

"Your injury, there is still a period of time to recover, and a few more days of cultivation, every day, remember to take a bowl of blood to the deity, the deity will help you study the injury!" Dan Shenzi said lightly.

Studying the injury? It's obviously just taking dragon blood for alchemy. However, Si Wuji will not say it.

"Yes!"

"Well, let's go rest if it's okay!" Dan Shenzi said lightly.

"Master, the disciple still has some foundation in Chilian Mountain, and now, the forces of the Quartet are eyeing me in Chilian Mountain, and the disciple wants to use the name of Shizun to deter Xiaoxiao!" Si Wuji said respectfully.

This is the ultimate goal of Si Wuji.

Dan Shenzi glanced at Si Wuji: "It's just that the Quartet is small?" ”

"Yes!" Wu Ki nodded.

For the Quartet of the Red Lian Holy Land, Dan Shenzi is also very clear, after all, he was also resident in the Eastern Palace in the past. The forces there, Dan Shenzi does not look at them.

"Yes, when you leave, send some immortals for the teacher to go with you, and you will definitely let the Quartet not dare to invade the Red Lian Holy Land!" Dan Miko nodded.

"Thank you, Master!" Si Wuji suddenly showed a look of great joy.

"In the future, take blood, and they can teleport it!" Dan Shenzi said lightly.

Si Wuji's face froze, and he could, my dragon blood, you have to keep taking it?

As if seeing Si Wuji's resistance, Dan Shenzi said lightly: "Your poisonous dragon body, thirty zhang long, a bowl of blood is nothing, rest assured, the teacher will not treat you badly, when you leave, bring some elixir and elixir back to make up for some blood loss!" ”

"Yes!" Si Wuji nodded helplessly.

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Shengdan Holy Mountain! Virgen Peak!

"Wang Xiong is gone?" Lan Liyan looked at a fairy and asked.

"Yes, Holy Maiden! Wang Xiong left Danxian City in a hurry, and after hearing Senior Brother Chi Bingzi mention it, it seemed that he had also sent someone to see it, but he was stopped by the King of the Southern Qin Dynasty! Now, no one knows where Wang Xiong is going! The fairy said.

Lan Liyan nodded. At the same time, looking at the immortals around him, a trace of coldness flashed in Lan Liyan's eyes.

After the incident of punishing the old ghost, all the vein masters were all apprehensive, and almost Lan Liyan died, this kind of danger must not happen again, so the number of immortals who came to protect and monitor Lan Liyan suddenly doubled.

At this moment, Lan Liyan was surrounded by more than a hundred immortals.

Although there were many immortals, no one dared to trust Lan Liyan, because Lan Liyan understood that these people wanted to eat themselves.

The immortals in front of them also wanted to eat with one hand and one foot. The old ghost made a bad start, and the immortals were afraid that their bamboo baskets would be empty, so it was better to eat them early than to not be able to eat them when they were ripe, and they also had some curative effects.

Therefore, the hundred immortals who monitored themselves also had ghosts in their hearts.

Lan Liyan could feel their ill intentions. Maybe everyone wants to learn from the old ghost, eat first!

Lan Liyan's eyes were cold: "We must dispel their greed!" ”

It's not enough to eliminate the greed of this group of immortals, maybe one morning when he gets up, he will be eaten by a certain immortal who can't wait. But how to dispel the greed of this group of immortals?

"The old ghost must die!" A murderous aura flashed in Lan Liyan's eyes.

"Saintess, where are you going?" When a group of immortals saw Lan Liyan stepping on the crane, they immediately surrounded him.

"One of my things was lost at the Prison Peak, I want to go and see it!" Lan Liyan said.

"Prison Peak?" The immortals nodded suspiciously.

As long as she doesn't leave the sect, the saint can go anywhere.

Soon, the group came to the Prison Peak. The entrance to the underground palace has been covered by a new palace. No one can get in, and many people are also depressed.

"Holy Maiden, what are you looking for?"

"Holy Maiden, the old ghost is still in the underground palace, in case it comes out, it will be dangerous, let's stay away from here!"

"Holy Maiden, we'll help you find it!"

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The immortals were extremely attentive, but Lan Liyan didn't tell anyone what he had lost, so he found it here, couldn't find it, and stayed for the time being, making the immortals puzzled.

Everyone asked Lan Liyan to be careful about the old ghost coming out, but the purpose of Lan Liyan's trip was to wait for the old ghost to be punished.

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In the dungeon.

The old ghost was already poisoned, his whole body was purple, his lips were white, and he had been bitten by a large number of poisonous snakes, and the poisonous gas attacked his heart.

"Bastard Wang Xiong, bastard Lan Liyan. Why haven't you come yet? "The old ghost was extremely depressed.

The old ghost ambushed Wang Xiong and his party here, but for some reason, Wang Xiong and his party never came back, which made the old ghost extremely depressed. I can't bear it.

looked at the stone gate of the underground palace behind him. The old ghost can imagine that the forty-seven vein master should be crazy at this moment, and he wants to break his body into ten thousand pieces.

But I didn't eat all the blue flames, and I made a fuss back, what is the matter?

I can't wait any longer, I'm not a poison fairy after all! The poison on his body is getting heavier and heavier, and if he continues to consume it, he will be finished.

"Go out first, the Lord of the Veins is my senior brother after all, so he won't kill me completely!" The old ghost comforted himself.

With trembling hands, the old ghost instantly pushed open the stone door of the underground palace. Stepping out of the dungeon.

It was also at this moment that in the outside world, Lan Liyan found this hall again.

After waiting for three days, the surrounding immortals were a little impatient, and Lan Liyan thought that he couldn't wait, and at this time, the door of the underground palace opened.

There was no one in the main hall, only the blue flame at the entrance of the main hall.

The moment the old ghost stepped out of the dungeon, he showed a look of astonishment. What's going on? Forty-seven vein masters are not here?

However, the next moment, the old ghost stared wide-eyed, looking at the entrance of the main hall in disbelief.

"Saint, saint?" The old ghost screamed.

How could the old ghost have thought that Lan Liyan had actually escaped? How did you escape? Also, Lan Liyan's arm recovered?

The old ghost was stunned as if he had seen a ghost. But Lan Liyan was overjoyed.

Before the old ghost could react, Lan Liyan pounced on the old ghost.

"What's the situation?" The old ghost's eyes widened.

"Ah~~~, help~~~~~~~!" Lan Liyan suddenly let out a 'scream'!

"What?"

"Stop, old ghost, let go of the saint!"

"Master, come on, the old ghost is going to arrest the saint again!"

"Master, the saint is in danger, save the saint!"

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The immortals on the Prison Peak suddenly changed their faces and looked at the scene in front of them in horror.

The old ghost caught Lan Liyan again, and compared Lan Liyan's hand to the back, Lan Liyan was extremely painful.

"Old ghost, you are looking for death!"

"Old ghost, you dare!"

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A group of immortals suddenly flew from all directions, and even the palace outside the underground palace exploded in an instant.

The old ghost stared blankly at the countless immortals pouring in from all directions, and the overwhelming momentum seemed to destroy him completely.

The old ghost looked at Lan Liyan who was 'detained' by himself in front of him. No, it wasn't that he was holding Lan Liyan, on the contrary, it was Lan Liyan who was jamming himself.

The old ghost is extremely poisoned, and his strength at the moment is not as good as that of ordinary martial saints, where can he help Lan Liyan? Lan Liyan clasped his hands behind his back and clasped his hands, as if he had held him hostage.

"Don't, I don't want to go to the dungeon, let me go, help!" Lan Liyan screamed in horror.

The old ghost's eyes widened, it was not he who hijacked the saint into the underground palace at all, but the saint dragged herself into the underground palace.

"You still want to die!" The old ghost looked hideous.

"Help, uncle, uncle!" Lan Liyan had already been 'dragged to' the entrance of the underground palace.

"Look for death!" Suddenly, a bang rang out.

A fairy sword shot at the old ghost in an instant.

"No!" The old ghost screamed.

"Boom!" The old ghost's chest exploded.

"Boom!"

Not only the fairy sword, but also a fairy stick, a fairy knife, and a magic weapon, all of them were all greeted by the old ghost.

The old ghost is too ignorant of life and death. In front of us, dare to do it again?

"I didn't, I didn't ......!" The old ghost screamed.

The already poisoned body, where could it withstand the countless impacts around it, and the swarming of all the vein masters and immortals suddenly made the old ghost of the torture in despair and be killed at the peak of the prison.

When the old ghost died completely, the immortals were relieved.

"Old ghost? Why didn't you resist just now? Someone wondered.

"You deserve it, if you want to harm the saint, that is to find death!" Most of the voices were scolding.

Lan Liyan did it, and the revenge of eating his arm was also avenged.

"Thank you uncles and uncles!" Lan Liyan saluted to the veins of the veins.

"It's okay!" The Lord of the Veins exhaled secretly.

"Holy Maiden, what are you doing in Prison Peak? I was almost killed by the old ghost again! Poison Ancestor frowned.

"I, one of my earrings fell here, and I haven't found it, so I didn't expect the old ghost to ......!" Lan Liyan said bitterly.

"Forget it, forget it, you better go back, fortunately, it's a false alarm!" The vein masters sighed.

"Yes, uncles and uncles, this old ghost has harmed me several times, can you give me his body?" Lan Liyan pleaded with the vein masters.

The vein lord frowned slightly, but, thinking that the old ghost didn't understand the rules, someone finally nodded.

"Thank you, thank you uncles and uncles!" Lan Liyan said gratefully.

The Lord of the Veins studied the entrance of the underground palace, but Lan Liyan returned to the Holy Maiden Peak with the corpse of the old ghost.

After going back, Lan Liyan directly hung the corpse of the old ghost at the door of the most conspicuous hall.

Looking at the corpse of the old ghost, the more than 100 immortals who monitored and protected Lan Liyan all had a chill on their backs. What you see with your own eyes will go straight to the bottom of your heart.

Before the saint 'matures', the person who wants to be greedy for the saint girl is this fate, don't say that he is just an ordinary Shengdan disciple, he is a vein master, and he is also dead!

In an instant, the eyes of the immortals looking at the saint were no longer so hot. The immortals don't want to die like the old ghost.

Lan Liyan sighed, at least, he was safe recently.

With a slight wry smile, Lan Liyan stood on the Holy Maiden Peak, looking at the west.

"Wang Xiong? You said, you're going to come back and save me! I'll wait for you! Lan Liyan muttered to himself.

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It had been twenty days since Wang Xiong left Danxian City. A hidden mountain place.

"Boom!"

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and thunder and lightning slashed down.

Wang Xiong and his entourage stood under a mountain peak, looking at a figure under the thunder and lightning in the distance.

But it was He Jianzhi, dressed in a white robe, with a bronze long sword, pointing at the sky and thunder. Thunder and lightning slashed, and sword light soared into the sky. The sword aura overflowed, and the sword blade split the thunder and lightning.

"Boom~~~~~~~!"

With a loud bang, a thunderbolt ten zhang thick and thin instantly enveloped He Jianzhi.

"Boom!"

The thunder and lightning seemed to form a thunderball, enveloping He Jianzhi, and the thunderclouds in the sky slowly calmed down.

"Mr. He, is it considered a successful escape?" Juque said with envy.

"Seventy-seven thunder tribulation, crossing the tribulation to become an immortal, this last way, can be regarded as nourishing the physical body and refining the true yuan! Mr. He, kendo is really extraordinary, I have seen a lot of sword cultivation, and it is rare in the world to be as powerful as him! Zhang Wei exclaimed.

"Because Uncle He's body is a crane!" Wang Xiong's eyes flashed with excitement.

"Yes, Crane Clan! The crane clan doesn't know what they have experienced, they have been cursed by the heavens for generations, and although they are talented, they can only be reduced to mounts. However, I heard that many sword cultivators, when cultivating the soul, also simulated the soul into a crane demon-shaped soul, because, crane, is naturally easier to comprehend the way of the sword! Zhang Wei said curiously.

"That's because you haven't seen a powerful crane demon! Although the crane clan is cursed by the heavens, but when they turn into mounts, they can maintain the reproduction of generations and keep the race immortal! They are an extremely tenacious race, although the whole clan cannot be strong, but there will always be a few fierce cranes who do not yield their fate and curse! Wang Xiong's eyes narrowed slightly.

"The king has seen the peerless fierce crane?" Zhang Wei said curiously.

Wang Xiong took a deep breath and didn't say anything more, but, in Wang Xiong's heart, he still remembered a fierce crane he had seen in his previous life, the ferocity of the sword, and he had been fighting for a long time.

"Wow!" In the thunderball, a crane roared.

"Boom!"

The thunderball exploded, and a huge crane instantly broke through the thunderclouds in the sky and rushed straight into the sky.

At the end of the tribulation, the thunderclouds slowly dispersed, and the crane flew for a while, as if it was relieving the depression of these years, and roared for a while, and flew in front of Wang Xiong.

"Buzz!" He Jianzhi once again turned into a white-clothed swordsman.

"Congratulations Uncle He!" Wang Xiong said with a smile.

He Jianzhi, who has become an immortal, at this moment, the rolling aura is gathered, forming a white smoke around the body, and the immortal aura is ethereal, incomparably dusty.

"Xiaoxiong, I can regain my freedom and become an immortal, thanks to you!" He Jianzhi said with a smile.

"Uncle He, can you speak?" Wang Xiong's face suddenly became happy.

"The tongue that was plucked out by Chilanzi, the elixir eaten during this time, plus the tempering of the tribulation, has grown!" He Jianzhi said with a smile.

"That's great!" Wang Xiong said with a smile.

He Jianzhi had been unable to speak before, but now that he could communicate, Wang Xiong was naturally happy, and from He Jianzhi's mouth, Wang Xiong could understand his father better.

"It's a pity for your father, alas!" He Jianzhi smiled slightly bitterly.

"Uncle He, my father's revenge, let's take revenge slowly, none of them can run, and none of them want to run!" A murderous aura flashed in Wang Xiong's eyes.

"Hmm!" He Jianzhi's eyes were also murderous.

"Let's go, Uncle He, after the Chilian Holy Land in front, we will return to our Eastern Palace!" Wang Xiong took a deep breath and said.

He Jianzhi nodded.

"King!" On the side, Sixin suddenly spoke.

"Huh?" Wang Xiong looked at Si Xin suspiciously.

"From the dungeon, I brought out some snake kings!" Mishin raised his hand.

Suddenly, in the sleeves of the heart, the heads of poisonous snakes appeared.

"The Snake King?"

"Yes, King, can you pass by Chilian Mountain? I want to put these snake kings into the underground snake cave of Chilian Mountain! He said gloomily.

"The snakes in the snake cave are all raised by Si Wuji, you let these snake kings go down ......!" Wang Xiong's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Yes, I want to try to manipulate these poisonous snakes and let the snake king lead the snakes! I want to raise snakes for many years, and once I am lost, I want to be Wuji, and I can't die well! He said with a hideous face.

Si Xin is not Si Wuji's opponent yet, but the revenge of his brother and his parents must be avenged.

"Good!" Wang Xiong nodded.