After Chu Xunyu and Mu Yuan found Song Qingqiong, at his insistence, the three of them rushed to Tai'a Hall together, but fortunately, Song Qingqiong only suffered a skin injury, otherwise it would be difficult to continue flying if he really hurt his inside. Chu Xunyu couldn't help but ask when he looked at him: "Brother Song, your injury has no internal injuries, it is all outside the flesh and skin, did you avoid many organs of the 'Asking Heart Hall' by yourself?"

"Yes. Song Qingqiong nodded, "Wenxin Hall is dedicated to detaining disciples who have violated the door rules, if there is no mechanism to pay it back, I know a lot, so on the way to escape, I have been avoiding a lot of fatal ones, but it is still inevitable to touch some." ”

The three of them hurried while exchanging the situation, Chu Xunyu wanted to rest most at this time, and he could clearly feel the word fatigue, last night he first fought in the Tai'a Palace, and he met people who were higher than his own cultivation, so he forced himself to recruit and pull up the "sword flower" , The aura in the body poured as fast as a flood, and then rushed back non-stop to discuss with everyone in the room all night, and now flew around the Kunlun Fairyland, this Kunlun Wonderland is really a big, flying can exhaust people, and now I feel that my head is starting to be a little dizzy, Chu Xunyu is a doctor, and he knows that this is a manifestation of serious overdraft of the body.

The three of them were talking, and suddenly felt something strange under their feet, and looked down, it turned out that the island in the air below was a small island, and there was a person lying faintly on it, and they didn't feel strange, especially that person was injured, so the three of them immediately went down to check one or two, and when they got closer, they found that the figure was so familiar, with gray hair on his forehead, a thin body, tattered clothes, and a puddle of water stains on the ground mixed with blood, Song Qingqiong exclaimed: "Ah Qi?"

Lying on the ground was none other than Ah Qi, who came out of Gyro Island to follow Chen Qi, and the three of them immediately ran over to help him up, and found that his face was ugly at this time, his breathing was very small, and his face was full of mottled bloodstains, Song Qingqiong shouted: "Ah Qi! Ah Qi! Wake up!"

Chu Xunyu stretched out his hand to take his pulse for a while, and couldn't help but gasp: "It's not good! The injury is so serious, if you don't treat it in time, your life will be in danger." ”

"Who did that?" all three of them felt that something was wrong.

Chu Xunyu took out the "maple incense" and sniffed it lightly under his nose, Ah Qi coughed up a mouthful of blood, and then opened his eyes in a daze, and when he saw that it was Song Qingqiong, they couldn't help but say: "Song ...... Senior Brother Song...... Come on...... He's coming......"

"Who is coming?" Song Qingqiong was stunned for a moment and hurriedly asked.

"To ...... I'm going to kill you...... The one who killed you......" Ah Qi said with difficulty, "Hurry up! you are not...... The man's ...... Rival...... The man...... Be...... It's ......" Ah Qi fell into a coma when he said this, and he didn't say what it was, and the three of them looked at each other, feeling that this matter was strange.

Mu Yuan's heart suddenly shook, this was an instinctive reaction, and he shouted at the moment: "Be careful!

The three of them are all battle-hardened people, and immediately jumped away from Ah Qi who was lying on the ground, and stood in the position of "Sanyang Kaitai", at this time, they saw a cloud of black demonic qi under Ah Qi's body surging up, and a human figure faintly appeared, no wonder Mu Yuan could feel that this was the innate restraint of Buddha and demon.

That demonic qi gradually turned into a man in white, with fluffy hair, cloudy eyes, and an iron sword hanging crookedly, which was Yan Shang of Shushan.

"Why are you here?" Song Qingqiong asked coldly, looking him up and down, "Sure enough, it's a demon." ”

"It doesn't matter. Yan Shang smiled self-deprecatingly, looked down at his palm, turned his head to Song Qingqiong and said, "Senior Brother Song, I said that we will inevitably fight today, come on." ”

Such a coincidence, Chu Xunyu, Mu Yuan, Song Qingqiong, the youngest leading monk in the world of martial arts, Buddhism, and Taoism were facing a young and powerful demon monk, all the cultivation methods in the world were gathered at this moment, Mu Yuan smiled and mocked Yan Shang: "You kid is really a toad who doesn't pant, be careful to blow your belly." Are you sure you can win against the three of us? Not to mention three people, even if it is me, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to deal with my Buddha light. ”

"Oh?" Yan Shang glanced at Mu Yuan with crooked eyes, and laughed disdainfully, "The road is one foot high, the demon is one foot high, you have been famous for a long time, and you don't even understand this truth?"

"What? I don't understand?" Mu Yuan was furious and pointed to him with his hand, "Do you kid want to come and try how long my foot is?"

"Today my opponent is not you, it will be your turn next. Yan Shang ignored Mu Yuan, turned his head to look at Song Qingqiong and asked, "Senior Brother Song, come on." ”

"Why are you so obsessed with fighting me?" asked Song Qingqiong very strangely.

"Why, why?" Yan Shang pretended to look at Song Qingqiong up and down for a long time with a surprised look, and then laughed, his laughter revealed a little desolation, and he shook his head self-deprecatingly, "You ask me why, I'll tell you, because your name is Song Qingqiong, and you are the eldest son of Kunlun, the most outstanding figure among young people, so I want to defeat you." ”

After a pause, he said: "Do you know? I have never been taken seriously in my life, how many years have I been in Shushan? It has been one hundred and fifty years, one hundred and fifty years, I have achieved nothing in cultivation, I am just a miscellaneous disciple, and what about you? Do you know how big the gap between us is? There are thousands of disciples in Shushan, and my whole life has passed with a broom and a dustpan, what can you let me do?"

"Who is to blame for your lack of strength, you deserve it. Mu Yuan laughed with a grin.

"What do you know?" Yan Shang roared at Mu Yuan, sad and hysterical, "What do you know?, I am a miscellaneous disciple, I spend most of my time doing miscellaneous labor, Shushan is too big, I have five halls in the room I have to clean every day, and if I don't do it well, I will be reprimanded by the elders in charge, and I don't have much time to practice, and in the end, I will become a useless waste who is not good at cultivation and can only do miscellaneous labor, do you think they are all like you and Song Qingqiong?" You don't have to do any groceries, you just need to hold the sage book in your hand?"

"Come back, junior brother. Song Qingqiong said softly.

"What did you say?" Yan Shang asked suspiciously.

"Senior brother, get your kindness back, this is not the situation you want. Song Qingqiong persuaded him a little uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry. Yan Shang shook his head, shed a tear, and looked at his hands and sobbed to himself, "I can't be good anymore." ”

At this time, a muffled thunder sounded in the sky, and the rain fell with a loud bang......