No one knows the origin of Xiao Shuai, but we all know that he has a great relationship with Shifu. Mu Yu even knows that Xiao Shuai has an unusual relationship with Tianjian.

Today, it controlled four heavenly swords by one person, which broke away from the control of Muyu and others, and conveyed the teachings of Feng HaoChen to the four brothers who disagreed.

No one spoke any more. For different beliefs, they took up their own swords and pointed their swords at their brothers, which was extremely stupid.

Tianjian was originally named for fighting against Youmeng, but now it has become a witness of fratricity in their hands.

The four heavenly swords have spirituality. They are not willing to use the highest sword power of the nine lead Heavenly Sword against their own people, so they choose to remove the sword power and be controlled by the little commander.

Muyu raised his head, he looked at his elder martial brother, their faith appeared the difference, but this is not enough to become the reason why they fight each other.

"I will not hurt you." Said softly to the south.

His cultivation was higher than Chengyan and all the people present. However, when he fought with Chengyan, he didn't try his best. His greatest reliance was the skill of controlling the earth, but he chose the star watching sword.

Because he knew that his apprentice of sword shadow and dust wind was the descendant of Tianjian Jiuyin. To fight with his elder martial brother, the star watching sword was the most correct choice.

Chengyan and luoshang were silent. The master fell into the hands of the triple palace. They were very sad. South and Muyu choose their own way to fight against the triple palace, but they have to stop.

Because the choice of southward and Muyu will lead to the danger of the cultivation world that master devoted his whole life to protecting.

"Master cherishes the world. He can sacrifice himself for the sake of all mankind, but what has he got? Do you really want to protect this kind of spiritual cultivation? " Go on South.

Muyu can't refute, so are Chengyan and luoshang.

They hate what the triple palace has done, but the triple palace is a giant. They are still struggling in the game set by the triple palace and can't jump out.

To really fight against the triple house, they can't play according to the rules of the game.

South choose to tamper with the rules of the game, in extreme ways to customize their own rules.

Muyu doesn't want to participate in this game. He just wants to save his father.

Chengyan and luoshang want to play according to this game. They want to protect all the practitioners who are being played for master.

For a long time, Chengyan slowly opened his mouth and said, "I will not change my original intention. I will comply with master's will."

Luo Shang took a look at Chengyan, his mouth moved twice, but did not speak.

"I want to save daddy Deadwood." Muyu's faith is still firm.

Muyu doesn't want to be the guardian of saving the Terran. He just wants to be the son of father deadwood and help him fill his regret.

South will not change.

The four heavenly swords were scattered in the air as if they were breaking apart. They were separated, and their swords were slashed in the sky and fell into the hands of their masters.

Xiaoshuai also jumped to Muyu's shoulder, it could not interfere with other wishes.

Chengyan looks at Mu Yu and South and sighs heavily. Master has already fallen into the hands of the triple palace. He doesn't want his younger brother to fall into trouble again.

But at the same time, he also understood that once a lot of things happened, he would never go back.

"Elder martial brother, I know you want to stop me, but if you want to stop me, your ability is not enough. You are not a complete person. You have to accept the existence of production." Said slowly to the south.

The strong breath from the South emerged, such as a bright bright moon, pressure on everyone, let everyone feel unprecedented pressure.

Nan Nan is the only one who doesn't have the nine heaven magic array in his body. He chooses to be integrated with the back earth. His cultivation has already surpassed his elder martial brother.

"I don't want to fight you. You are not my opponent. If you want to stop me, let's see if you can stop these people! "

With a heavy wave to the south, all the practitioners roared again, and then the whole yellow sand building collapsed!

Once again, the endless desert appeared in front of all the people, and the dense crowd floating in the air surrounded the four brothers.

"These more than 100000 people will return to their lives with my orders, lurking among the practitioners, waiting for the moment when the time is right to destroy the triple palace with me. I don't think you can stop these 100000 people from leaving! "

As soon as the voice of the South fell, countless whistles had been heard in the air. More than 100000 people all flashed and ran away in an orderly way.

Many people went to Qingshui city because it was the place for them to rest. However, many people flew directly out of the desert like birds and animals. In less than a quarter of an hour, more than 100000 practitioners who were possessed by demon spirits disappeared at the end of the desert.

Among these 100000 people, there are more than a dozen extremely gifted immortals, there are countless eight disciples, and there are many strong talents but not high cultivation practitioners.Each of them will become the next Sikong Qiwen, but they will not be so publicized in the south. These practitioners will hide in the Xiuzhen world in obscurity, slowly occupy the extremely immortal list, control the extremely immortal list in their own hands, and destroy the plot of the triple palace.

There will be many black horses like Sikong Qiwen in the eight sects. Each sect will be ecstatic because the number of extremely immortal represents the strength of a sect. The more extreme immortals are, the more they will be valued by the triple palace. If they can become the top nine extreme immortals, then the status of the whole sect in the cultivation world will rise!

Southward will let many people in the Xiuzhen world see the hope of the rise of the sect, but this opportunity is not so simple?

In the air, only those who have not been attached to the body of the practitioners, they are still wrapped in yellow sand, become sand sculptures.

The strength of the practitioners in these sand sculptures is very low. The demon soul only chooses those who are highly cultivated, not the weak.

The original choice of the golden elixir Sikong Qiwen is to make the golden elixir Sikong Qiwen become the cultivation of distraction period in a short period of time, making a gimmick. This sudden rise of ability will attract more people to come to Qingshui City, to explore the virtual reality of Sikong Qiwen, so as to complete the plan to the south.

Now that the plan has been realized, there is no need to choose weak practitioners.

The sand Eagle demon king in the sacrificial platform was controlled southward and fell into a deep sleep before Muyu killed tianbuwei. He was not clear about anything just happened.

It is still a long time before the seal is lifted. Muyu may be able to help the king break the seal, but the king has lost his heart and can't wake up.

Chengyan and luoshang are both worried. They can't stop so many people going in different directions. They can only watch them leave.

Like Sikong Qiwen, these people will quietly return to the Xiuzhen world and play the original role of each cultivator, collecting intelligence for the south.

Some day in the future, the Yumeng demons and Terrans will fight, these people will certainly become a variable!

That's about 100000 people!

"We all have things we want to do, don't we?"

Looking at Muyu in the south, the yellow sand flying around him rapidly. His goal has been achieved and it is time to leave.

The sarcophagus slowly emerged from the yellow sand, which sealed the heart of the sand Eagle demon king, and stood on the sarcophagus to the south.

"You don't control my family, do you?" Mu Yu asked quietly.

"Don't worry! I will never attack you, including your close relatives, your friends, and the array masters you are in charge of. They are all good. Your sleeping big brother mu qingfan has recovered. I will let all the people in Qingshui city take care of the safety of your wooden family. You can do what you want to do in the future. You don't have to worry about what will happen to your family. "

Then he said, word by word, to the south, "I don't want you to lose your family as much as I do."

South's eyes seemed to twinkle with tears at a certain moment, and a touch of sadness that was hard to hide, but the yellow sand covered everything, and no one could see his tears clearly.

He had experienced the pain of losing his family to the south, so he understood what it meant to lose his family.

Although he is no longer the south, Muyu is still his younger martial brother. He wants to persuade Mu Yu to join him, but he will never force Mu Yu with his family.

More and more yellow sand gradually wrapped the body of the south, and then all of the yellow sand suddenly lost control, "crash" scattered down, the figure of the South has disappeared.

And the altar with the seal of the king of the sand hawk gradually sank, fell back into the yellow sand again, and everything returned to peace.

Chengyan clenched his fist. This is a desert. It is impossible to catch up with the south.

Who is the winner of this competition is no longer important to Mu Yu. There are more important things for him to do.

"Thank you." Mu Yu looks at the yellow sand that disappears to the South and whispers.

Muyu put away the trees around him, took a look at Chengyan and luoshang, and then lightly touched his feet and swept toward Qingshui city.

Luo Shang didn't stop him, because they knew Muyu would not leave Qingshui city so soon, and there were his family there.

Luo Shang looked at Mu Yu's far away back, but his eyes were flickering with wavering light.

"What is the right thing to do?"

Luo Shang felt confused for a while. Mu Yu's words still reverberate in his ears. If LAN ling'er had an accident, what should he do?

He looked at Chengyan and for the first time wavered in his belief.

In Luo Shang's mind, the lives of master and LAN ling'er are more important than all the practitioners. He helped Chengyan only because he was a senior brother. He thought he was right to do so. But today, he found that many times right and wrong are not important at all.

If you can't protect the people you care about, how can you talk about the cultivators who guard the world?

Luo Shang doesn't understand. He really doesn't understand.

He should have been the most rebellious person.The wind in the desert swept every sand sculpture, the sun roasted the yellow sand, and the steaming heat was floating.

Cheng Yan sighed. The metallization of his whole body made countless blades, as thin as cicada wings. These blades went to the sand sculpture with the sound of breaking. Each blade turned into a cold light and interwoven around the sand sculpture. Countless yellow sand was easily peeled off by the blade.

Unfortunately, Ximen didn't do anything from the beginning to the end. He watched all this silently, and finally left with Chengyan and luoshang.

The monks wrapped in yellow sand soon revealed their original features. Everyone slowly opened their eyes and looked around suspiciously.

Going south does not deprive these people of their consciousness, but allows them to survive.

"What happened just now?"

"I don't know. I remember that there are countless salon rolls in the desert! Then we won't let the sand swallow up. "

"Yes! Who is the winner of this contest? "

"The change of Sikong Qiwen just now is too strange. What about others?"

"Muyu and the sky are gone."

Many people are whispering, at the same time found their clothes are full of sand, quickly began to clean up.

These practitioners will never think of how they are lucky to escape. They still believe in the triple palace, which keeps them as livestock. They regard the owner of the triple palace as a God. They think that only the triple palace is there, the triple continent will shine.

They thought that the spiritual world was still calm.

However, there are no quiet years in this world, but some people carry the weight for them in the dark.

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