Yang Chen followed Mo Yan to the canyon and continued to go deeper into the canyon. With Mo Yan, the long sword in the canyon would not be close to Yang Chen at all.
I don’t know how long I have been away, but Yang Chen suddenly frowned: “Nothing is right…”
"I also think something is wrong." Mo Yan frowned and said, "I feel like we have been spinning around the canyon. We seem to have been here before."
"Yes, we did walk back." Taotao suddenly said: "This place is indeed a bit weird."
"Impossible!" Mo Yan shook her head: "This is the virtual world opened by my master. If there is any weirdness, I should be able to feel it."[
"So many years have passed, maybe your master's virtual world has changed." Yang Chen guessed.
"Xiao Chenzi said it right. It seems that this place has really changed." Taotao also guessed.
"There is still the breath of my master here. Even if something changes really happen, he is still the virtual world opened up by my master." Mo Yan said seriously: "I don't believe anyone can control this virtual world!"
Suddenly, a voice echoed from all directions: "Mo Yan..."
"Yes... it's the master!" Mo Yan's face changed drastically, and she looked around, looking for the place where the sound came.
"Murong Zhishui?" Yang Chen also looked around, looking for Murong Zhishui's whereabouts.
At this moment, a figure appeared in the sky with long swords in the distance. The figure flashed again and again, and finally appeared strangely in front of Yang Chen and Mo Yan. The sudden appearance of the man was wearing a white robe, with sword eyebrows, starry eyes, and oval face.
, with clear edges and angularity, elegant and handsomeness, giving people a sense of extraordinary success.
"Master!" Mo Yan looked at the man in white excitedly, jumped off the Zhishui sword, and the arrow seemed to run to the man in white and grabbed the hand of Baiyi.
"Is this person really Murong Zhishui?" Yang Chen looked at the man in white, very confused.
"He is not the real Murong Zhishui, he has no vitality... He has a strong sword intent on his body. If I was not wrong, he should be transformed by Murong Zhishui's sword energy!" Taotao suddenly became
Transmission of voice.
Yang Chen's expression changed slightly when he heard this. Murong Zhishui is worthy of being a powerful saint. He is just a clone transformed by the sword energy, and he actually has such a strong aura.
"Mo Yan, I am just transformed by sword energy, not me." Murong Zhishui sighed lightly: "I don't know where I went."
"Master, did you defeat those bad guys back then?" Mo Yan looked up at Murong Zhishui.
"No!" Murong Zhishui shook his head: "I was seriously injured back then, and I left a sword energy here and then left."
He was seriously injured! Yang Chen was secretly shocked. It seemed that the purple star holy envoys who besieged Murong Zhishui back then were very strong.
When Mo Yan heard Murong Zhishui's words, she was even more worried about the real Murong Zhishui.
"Although I am just a clone, I have one-tenth of his power. Over the years, the origin of Jiuyou Evil Wind has been completely subdued and refined by me." Murong Zhishui smiled and said, "As long as I can make Jiuyou Evil Wind
If the seal is untied, he can become a great helper for my Yin Gui Sect!”
Upon hearing this, Yang Chen and Mo Yan's faces changed at the same time.
Seeing Yang Chen and Mo Yan's expressions, Murong Zhishui's face changed slightly: "Mo Yan, is there something happened to the Yin Gui Sect?"[
"Senior, Yin Gui Sect..." Yang Chen took a deep breath and continued: "The Yin Gui Sect is no longer there."
"No more? What do you mean by this sentence?" Murong Zhishui's face changed drastically when he heard this.
"Master, Longmen Eight Pavilions, Shenmu King Valley, and the Great Moon Dynasty jointly attacked the Yingui Cult, and the Yingui Cult has been destroyed!" Mo Yan said with her red lips.
Hearing Mo Yan's words, Murong Zhishui was stunned. After a long time, he suddenly burst out with an astonishing murderous aura, and the long swords from all directions buzzed. What Murong Zhishui emitted was the intent of killing swords!
Surrounded by Murong Zhishui's killing sword intent, Yang Chen looked pale and staggered back a few steps. He quickly released the sword intent of the domineering sword intent and devoured the sword intent of the killing sword, and then he stabilized his body.
Suddenly, the killing sword intent disappeared, and Murong Zhishui calmed down again.
"Master, let's open the seal of Jiuyou Xiefeng first, and then go to find the Eight Pavilions of Longmen to avenge!" Mo Yan said hatefully. Since Murong Zhishui has refined the origin of the Tribulation Wind, as long as the seal is untied, Jiuyou Xie
Feng will definitely obey Murong Zhishui's command.
"Mo Yan, I must find myself first. Only then can I fight against the Eight Pavilions of Longmen." Murong Zhishui took a deep breath and said, "However, if you want to know me, we must rely on the power of the Nine Nether Evil Wind."
With a slightly pause, he continued: "The reason you found Jiuyou Xiefeng just now is because you were hit by Jiuyou Xiefeng's illusion! Follow me so that you won't get lost."
As he said that, he had turned around and walked into the depths of the canyon. Yang Chen and Mo Yan did not notice. The moment he turned around, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The smile quickly disappeared and he returned to his calmness.
Mo Yan sat on the Zhishui sword and followed.
Yang Chen also followed, and at the same time he asked in a voice message: "Little Taozi, what abilities does Jiuyou Xiefeng have?"
"I don't know either. I don't know what I know about the robbery. You can ask Brother Lin!" Taotao sent a message.
"Old Lin, have you heard of Jiuyou Xiefeng?" Yang Chen sent a message to Lin Ao.
"I just had some doubts that we were hit by the illusion of Jiuyou Xiefeng!" Lin Ao sent a voice transmission: "Jiuyou Xiefeng has two abilities, one of which is to create illusions. With the current power of Jiuyou Xiefeng, even if it is considered
It will take some time for the Half Saint to break his illusion. If he is not sealed, the Saint will also fall into the illusion."
Hearing Lin Ao's words, Yang Chen was secretly shocked.
"In addition to illusion, Jiuyou Xiefeng also has a terrifying ability!" Lin Ao continued to send a message: "He is born to master the devouring mystery. Even if he is soulful, he can devour it and then turn it into his own power."
"Swallow the mysterious mysteries..." Yang Chen swallowed his saliva. The Qing Emperor's divine wood water and the Youlian star flame were indeed much weaker than the Jiuyou Xiefeng.
"Xiao Chenzi, Murong Zhishui may not give you Jiuyou Xiefeng, you must be prepared." Taotao suddenly sent a message to remind him.
Yang Chen understood that what Taotao said was of course to find an opportunity to seize the Jiuyou Xiefeng. However, Murong Zhishui is now a clone, but his strength is still strong. Even if Taotao takes action, he is definitely not his opponent.
Just as Yang Chen and Taotao were sending messages, Murong Zhishui suddenly stopped.
Yang Chen looked up and his face suddenly changed. There were ninety-nine hundred-foot long swords inserted on the ground in front of him, arranged according to the ancient arrangement, giving people a mysterious feeling. These long swords were all transformed by sword energy.
Obviously, this is a large formation composed of sword energy.[
In the center of the sword energy formation, there was actually a giant black tiger!
The giant tiger crawled on the ground, with its eyes closed, and its body was hundreds of feet long, like a mountain, extremely powerful and intimidating. The limbs of the black giant tiger were actually nailed to the ground by a long sword, and his abdomen and back were also inserted.
He wore long swords, and it was precisely because of these long swords that he could only crawl on the ground.
The giant tiger was filled with dense black wind blades, which were like a knife, cutting the air and stirring up sparks. The vast pressure swept across all directions, making people breathless.
"Nine Nether Evil Wind!" Yang Chen looked at the giant tiger and was shocked. Even if it was sealed, Nine Nether Evil Wind was extremely terrifying.
Over the ocean of his soul, in the two immortal king cauldrons, the Qing Emperor's divine wood water and the Nether Lotus star flames trembled, as if they were very afraid of the evil wind of the Nine Nethers.
At the same time, Jiuyou Xiefeng slowly opened his eyes and looked at Yang Chen. The evil eyes made Yang Chen feel creepy. Obviously, Jiuyou Xiefeng also felt the Qing Emperor's divine wood water and Youlian
Star flame.
Soon, Jiuyou Xiefeng closed his eyes and ignored Yang Chen.
Murong Zhishui glanced at Yang Chen, a light flashed in his eyes, and an arc curled up at the corner of his mouth. Unfortunately, neither Yang Chen nor Mo Yan noticed Murong Zhishui's expression.
"Master, if Jiuyou Xiefeng is released, will he be willing to help us?" Mo Yan asked suddenly.
"His origin has been refined by me, so you can rest assured." Murong Zhishui smiled faintly and said, "Mo Yan, bring the Zhishui Sword."
Mo Yan smiled. He was about to give the Zhishui sword to Murong Zhishui when a laugh suddenly came: "Haha, I didn't expect there would be a disaster here!" The laughter was like thunder, and the rumble echoed endlessly.
Yang Chen and others looked at the place where the laughter came, and saw two figures flying through the air. The person coming was Long Tianye and Long Tianfen.
Seeing Long Tianye and the others, Murong Zhishui's face was solemn, and Long Tianye and Long Tiandou were semi-saints.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Long Tiandou and Long Tianye fell next to the sword energy formation. When their eyes moved from Jiuyou Xiefeng to Murong Zhishui, their faces changed drastically: "Murong Zhishui!"
They are the lords of the Eight Pavilions of Longmen. Of course, they have seen the sword saint Murong Zhishui. The man in white in front of them is definitely Murong Zhishui's suspicion. But soon, their faces changed again. How could Murong Zhishui's breath be so weak?
After carefully looking at Murong Zhishui, they suddenly laughed, and Long Tianye laughed and said, "You are not Murong Zhishui, you are just his sword energy incarnation."
"Even if it is just the incarnation of sword energy, it is more than enough to deal with the two of you!" Murong Zhishui smiled faintly, full of confidence.
Seeing Murong Zhishui's confident look, Long Tianye and Long Tiandou's eyes sterned. Murong Zhishui's reputation was too big, and they had to be afraid.
"Mo Yan, you and that little brother will untie the seal of Jiuyou Xiefeng, and I will block them first!" Murong Zhishui shocked Long Tianye and the others and secretly sent a message to Mo Yan.
Mo Yan immediately sent a message to Yang Chen: "Yang Chen, let's untie the seal of the Nine Nether Evil Wind!"
Yang Chen nodded when he heard this, turned around and rushed into the sword energy formation. Mo Yan sat down with the Zhishui sword and followed closely behind.
Seeing Yang Chen suddenly enter the sword energy formation, Long Tianye suddenly shouted: "I block him, you go and catch that kid and the spirit of the weapon!"
Hearing this, Long Tiandou stepped out and rushed into the sword energy formation. At the same time, Long Tianye jumped towards Murong Zhishui.