In the pavilion in the lake, I sit in it in Qingqiu, cook tea and wait quietly.

Under the pavilion, the water waves rippled, the sun set and the sun rose. Nine hours later, outside the pavilion, the lake water rolled, and the red light rose. In the mist, a figure in red clothes walked out and walked into the pavilion.

"The head of the courtyard" Ning Chen bowed and said politely.

"Mr. Ning, please sit down," Yi Qingqiu said softly.

“Thank you”

Ning Chen thanked him and sat down opposite the former.

"Mr. Ning, should I call you Zhiming Hou, or continue to call you Mr. Ning?"

I poured out a cup of tea from Qingqiu and pushed it to the person in front of me, saying.

"It's just a title. The head of the institute is a senior, so you can call him anyway."

Ning Chen smiled and said.

Yi Qingqiu nodded and asked softly, "Do you know what happened in Zhongzhou?"

"I don't know that before the two souls merge, memories cannot be communicated. Please let the head of the hospital inform you of the specific details."

Ning Chen picked up the teacup and said honestly.

Yi Qingqiu nodded slightly and explained the recent events in detail, no matter how big or small it was.

While drinking a cup of tea, Ning Chen listened to the head of the yard about the phoenix body. The method of unity and dualization he practiced was not complete. Before the clone returned to the original body, except for the connection of the life essence, it was actually not much different from the two people.

Of course, no matter how different it is, knowing one's destiny is still known. No matter whether it is the deity, the phoenix body, or the killing body, it will eventually return to its original state.

For an entire hour, the tea had been boiling several times, and Ning Chen also roughly understood some of the things that have happened recently. There is no doubt that the demonic body that suddenly appeared in Zhongzhou and seized the Chi Lian evil sword was the killing body he was looking for.

"Head of the hospital, thank you for your tea. Time is tight, and I must leave too."

After hearing the whole story, Ning Chen put down the teacup in his hand, stood up and spoke.

I didn't stay any longer, and said seriously, "Be careful when I go here, the butterfly among the flowers has left for several days. I will use the blue bird to help you contact her."

“Thank you”

Ning Chen nodded, took a step forward, and the red light flashed and disappeared invisible.

Xuanji Dynasty, Demonic Clothes Mountain, the holy land of killing demons four thousand years ago. Today, phantoms appear one after another, and we will discuss the great cause of killing demons again.

"The news is back, the army was defeated by the Demon Slaying Demons first, Gong Wuhen was seriously injured. This Demon has become a climate, and we must seize the time to eliminate it."

In the void, among the seven phantoms rising and falling, one of them spoke and said calmly.

"Even Gong Wuhen was defeated, it was really unexpected. It seems that a stronger person must be sent."

Another phantom sounded and suggested.

"I'll go"

At the end of the seven people, the phantom who had never spoken expressed his opinion, said.

"Oh? The Fourth Prince, it's not that we doubt your strength, but that the power of this demon is no longer something you can imagine. It's better not to die innocently."

Next to him, a woman questioned and rejected.

"The Fourth Prince's Sword has extraordinary cultivation and should be able to restrain this demon. However, the demon power of Chi Lian's evil sword is too strong, and it is definitely difficult for one person to suppress it. Zhan Feibai, Zhu Jingwu, Bi Qingwei, you can go together." The person who announced the news spoke again and said calmly.

"yes"

The three figures nodded in one after another and led the order.

After the discussion ended, phantoms disappeared from the mountain of Magic Clothing, and the world returned to peace, just as if nothing had happened.

Thousands of miles away, a purple-red figure opened his eyes and walked away.

A day later, in Chaohui City, the three commanders gathered together, waiting for the arrival of the Fourth Prince of Kaiyang.

The agreed time is approaching, and in the room of Yuhua Inn, three and a half of the three were gradually impatient when they looked at the incense and candle that was about to burn out.

"I don't know what the commander thought, but he actually asked a young man from the third disaster to cooperate with us." The woman in green spoke, and said in dissatisfaction.

"The commander has his plans, so we don't want to argue. Moreover, since Emperor Yuan sent this person, it probably wouldn't be much different," Zhan Feibai replied.

"The younger generation is indeed extraordinary at this age to cultivate the third disaster. However, this time they have to face the demon body that even the Sword Master and Gong Wuhen were defeated. One of the Three Disasters is indeed weaker." Zhu Jingwu said with a weak expression and worry.

"Now, there is no such thing, wait patiently. If this fourth prince is really just an ordinary person, we will not be able to protect him too much in the battle in the future. Life and death are determined by fate." Zhan Feibai said calmly.

"That's all. I hope this person is not a wine bag that can only speak big words," Bi Qingwei snorted coldly and said.

"Dongdong"

At this moment, outside the room, the knock on the door sounded, and the three people in the room suddenly narrowed their eyes.

Someone came, but they didn't notice it!

"Please come in"

Zhan Feibai suppressed the fluctuations in his heart and spoke.

With a creaking sound, the door opened, a young man in purple clothes walked in, looked at the three people in the room, and said calmly, "In Xia Yi Xuanmiao, the three commanders have been waiting for a long time."

"The fourth prince is really punctual and refuses to come early for a moment."

When Yi Xuanmiao entered, the last red tears of incense candle burned out. Bi Qingwei was not ashamed when he saw the visitor, and he felt even more dissatisfied and said sarcastically.

"Qingwei, don't talk nonsense. The fourth prince is not late, we are just here early," Zhan Feibai scolded softly.

Yi Xuanmiao didn't care about Bi Qingwei's words, walked into the room and asked straight to the point, "When will you leave?"

"Tonight, the main coalition forces of the sects are already on the road and will arrive soon," Zhan Feibai said seriously.

"kindness"

Yi Xuanmiao nodded, stopped asking more questions, and stood quietly in front of the window in the house, silent.

The quiet atmosphere continued until sunset, outside Chaohui City, shadows appeared, and strong men walked out, each of them had their cultivation above the innate level, five tribulations and three disasters, and endlessly emerged. The powerful aura covered the sky and the moon, so heavy that it made people breathless.

At the hour of Hai, outside the city, four figures walked out, and led by Zhan Feibai glanced at the gathering coalition forces and ordered, "Start"

With a command, everyone set off, and streams of light passed by, quickly sweeping towards the west.

At the same time, in front of Shenghua Mountain, blue light gathered, butterflies appeared, chased after several days and nights, and finally blocked the way forward of the demon.

"Go back with me"

The butterfly blocked the way, looked at the black-clothed and black-eyed demon body in front of him, and said in a deep voice.

"Depending on whether you have the ability"

The demon body had a cold and unconscious eyes. With a wave of his hand, he started with a red practice, and the evil aura opened up in a stir.

It is useless to know that it is useless to say more, butterflies in flowers do not waste time. With a grasp of the right hand, the black light is shining, and tears of burying the flowers appear. With a lotus step, they instantly bully their body.

The top of the sword, the first confrontation, the ruthless sword, the affectionate sword, the fierce encounter in the snow through flowers and burial, the demons have been transformed for thousands of years, and the evil spirits of endless years have spread across the world, with bright blood and terrifying hearts.

"Butterfly Dance, Qingping"

The butterflies dance, the water sleeves turn, and the knife appears in the knife. The brilliant martial arts are sharp and magnificent.

The sword god showed his extraordinary skills, the demon body appeared in a concentrated look, the red sword was filled with evil spirits, the demon fire rose, stepped on the sword, and the sword opened clear and flat.

The endless sound of swords and swords, and the interlaced figures were fast and even more heavy.

The top of the strife shone around in the night. Behind the two, the mountains rumbled and vibrated, and one huge rock after another rolled down, falling apart in the shadow of swords and sabers and quickly dissipated.

"Butterfly dance, double rainbow"

The butterfly thrusts into the sleeves, and the black and white tips drew out the bleak rainbow, cutting through the night and descending.

Seeing this, the demon body took a step back, the sword edge went against the air, the killing karma was surging, and the two rainbow blades were hard to beat.

With a bang, the demon body retreated again and took several steps away.

With his sleeves wrapped around his swords, the butterfly rushed out of the aftermath and rushed forward again.

The desolate cold moon, the cold night, the god in the sword shows the shocking ability of the world, wherever the blade reaches, the mountains move and the ground, and the mountains and forests are destroyed.

In order to bring back the soul of knowing one's destiny, the butterfly in the flower reappears in the extreme martial arts, the water sleeves dance, the body is like a butterfly, the knife in the sleeves, the sword in the sword, and the force of oneself fights the demon body.

"Magic, Bloody Path"

The situation is restrained, and the demon body activates the evil spirit in the sword, and the steps are turned, and the force is condensed in speed, and a sword opens the bloody path.

The butterfly in the flower condensed, the water sleeves were merged, the two swords were closed, the knife was held and the momentum was turned, and the sword was cut down with one sword.

The explosion was shocked, the sky turned upside down, the space rumbled and trembled. Both of them were injured, but when they saw the butterfly in the flower did not retreat but advanced, they stretched out their slender hands and forced them to buckle the pipa bone on the right shoulder of the demon.

"Do you want to seize the sword? It's hard?"

The demon body is fixed, the evil sword turns in his hand, the sword edge changes hands, and the slashes towards the coming.

Fighting close together, the butterfly among the flowers does not dodge or avoid it, raises his hand to block the sword, and with a clang, blood drops down.

"Butterfly Dance, Tianluo"

Regardless of his injuries, the butterfly showed the move to trap the gods first. Between his body, the water sleeves turned into a net of heaven and earth, crisscrossing and trapping the demon body.

Seeing an unprecedented move, the demon body wanted to return it, but it was too late.
To be continued...