In the sky above Shen Jiuliu and others whose strength was not noticed by their abnormality, Si Zhen and Si Wenning looked at the demon cultivator who was blocking the way in surprise.

"I didn't expect that there were people like you in the Xiao Qian Realm." Si Wenning exclaimed, "You should have suppressed your cultivation and didn't want to ascend, so you stopped in this realm."

The black crow's red eyes were covered in bloodthirsty, as if he had not heard her words, and said coldly: "Either retreat or die."

Above his head, gloomy black clouds flowed, and lightning and thunder were heard as the black fog collided.

The overwhelming pressure intertwined, as if the sky had fallen and the end of the world was as desperate as it was.

The Black Cloud is a demon cultivator, and a group of demon cultivators with profound cultivation.

Si Zhen knew the current affairs and took Si Wenning out of the Black Crow's locking range, and said with a serious expression: "The cultivation of these demon cultivators has reached the conditions for ascension, but they have all stayed. The situation is a bit wrong. Wenning, let's stay and take a look first."

Si Wenning nodded: "Everyone listens to you. Although we came here to inquire about the news about my niece, the abnormality of the demon cultivator is also worrying. It is more reassuring to find any news."

Below, Chen Jiuru and Ling Juncong and others rushed back from different directions. After exchanging information, they sat together and looked at each other.

Because after they took advantage of the night to inquire about the news, they found that these righteous monks knew nothing except that they came earlier.

"It seems that we still have to enter Yuxiao Sect." Yun Youfeng said.

Yan Fei retorted: "But Yuxiao Sect is allowed to enter and not leave, the demon cultivator has been guarding the entrance, we have all gone in, what should we do if the demon cultivator is beaten up at that time?"

Chen Jiuliu ignored her opinions directly, stood up and said in a cold voice: "Just decide like this. Enter the mountain gate tomorrow morning, and the elders of our sect will stay outside to take care of them."

After he finished speaking, he walked out with a cold face.

Yun Youfeng smiled apologetically at Ling Juncong and Yan Fei, and hurriedly chased him out.

He reached out to pat Chen Jiuliu's shoulder, and wanted to ask Chen Jiuliu why he suddenly got angry, but the words to his mouth changed because of the touch under his hands. He shouted, "Jiuliu, why is you so uncomfortable?"

He ignored Chen Jiu's cold eyes and pinched the person, then said angrily: "Why have you lost so much? Chen Shaoxia, have you not had a good meal?"

"I've already fasted." Chen Jiuliu said lightly.

"Even if you are fasting, you can eat. Look at how thin you are. If you continue like this, a gust of wind can blow you away." Yun Youfeng followed behind him and muttered.

Chen Jiuliu held the sword and walked forward quickly, without stopping at all, completely pretending that the person behind him was a noisy fly.

But his cold eyebrows and eyes softened, just like the thin mist gauze covered by the misty weather in Jiangnan, which looked so beautiful.

In the morning of the next day, Chen Qiuli stayed, Yunyoufeng and Ling Juncong gathered in front of Yuxiaomen Mountain.

The demon cultivator blocked the road, and was allowed to enter and not leave. Everyone already knew this rule.

Those who value love and righteousness have entered the Yuxiao Sect, and some people are still staying outside to seek some care, and more monks are still waiting and watching.

Chen Jiuliu and the others stepped in directly, led the way from the monks in the gate, and walked towards the direction of the hall.

When Anyang was exhausted, he saw Chen Jiuliu and his heavy mood relaxed a little: "Jiuliu, there are brothers Youfeng, Jun Cong and Lord Yan, why are you all here?"

The fan in his hand was crushed and he didn't replace it with another one.

At this time, he was carrying a sword behind him, looking extremely gorgeous.

Although he is not a sword cultivator, no one stipulates that legal cultivator cannot use weapons, right?

Yun Youfeng knocked on the big knife and smiled and said, "I can't experience such a big scene a few times in my life. How can we not come and see it?"

Chen Jiuliu became much simpler. His voice was cold and unpopular. His serious appearance made people laugh: "I have a debt with the demon cultivator to settle it."

Ling Jun said expressionlessly: "I am incompatible with the demon cultivator."

But no matter what, they all came to help Yuxiao Sect.

Anyang looked warm. Just as he was about to say something, Lu Yuan walked towards him. He looked like he was exhausted and knew that he had been rushing for days without stopping.

When Lu Yuan saw the eldest brother, his eyes lit up, and he walked up quickly, and asked with concern: "Senior Brother, what's the situation now?"

Anyang raised his voice slightly so that Chen Jiuliu and others could hear it: "When you came, you also saw that the demon cultivators did not have the intention to take action yet. They were completely different from the restlessness and arrogance in the past. This time, the demon cultivators were a little calm and could calm down, which means that the demon cultivators were stronger, and their binding power was no less than our right path."

"Why do they surround your sect?" Chen Jiuliu asked incisively.

After he came with several elders, he came to Yuxiao Sect first.

He had heard the master guess that Yuxiao Sect might be something that the demon cultivators wanted. After he told Anyang the guess, Anyang pondered for a moment and said to Lu Yuan: "Junior brother, please greet the guests, I'll go and ask the master for a clear answer."

Lu Yuan said seriously: "Okay, senior brother, go and go back quickly."

Anyang nodded slightly to everyone and walked quickly towards the hall.

After he left, Lu Yuan said to Ling Juncong: "Brother Ling, long time no see."

Ling Juncong's expression moved slightly, and his tone was complicated: "It's been a long time since I saw you. Brother Lu has not changed, and his expression is like wood."

Lu Yuan had a face paralyzed and said with a stiff tone: "Brother Ling has grown up a lot."

He originally wanted to use the word "maturity", but who asked Ling Jun to stab him first?

Yan Fei laughed and muttered in a low voice: "Men are sometimes really like children."

Children around you: Just be happy.

Chen Jiuliu said sincerely, "Brother Lu, don't worry. When I came, the two elders in the sect also came with me. They were staring at the demon cultivators outside. With them there, there would be no problem in Yuxiao Sect."

Lu Yuan was very grateful, but his face still had that expression: "Thank you, Brother Chen."

He led a few people to the yard where Yuxiao Gate was entertaining guests, and said as he walked: "Some of them live here for the time being, and the Demon Sect has no tendency to attack for a while. The elder brother will find a way to find the reason as soon as possible."

"Senior Brother Lu." The disciple who was passing by said hello to Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan nodded and responded, and continued: "The other senior brothers who have been with this sect should have arranged this place, maybe there will be acquaintances inside."

He said acquaintances, and the acquaintances really came.

At the gate of the courtyard, Yang Ming was saying something to Si Xin. When he heard someone coming, he looked back and saw a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
Chapter completed!