The war began again, but Sun Cheng, Cao Yu and Xuan Ye had not yet fought for a long time. A figure immediately made both sides stop again.

Everyone turned their heads in surprise and happened to see a figure raising his palm and slapping Zuo Qinghan.

At this moment, Lu Chen's evil spirit remained unsuccessfully, and his reaction was extremely fast. His brief shock could not limit his movements at all. It seemed as if it was a subconscious reaction. Seeing Zuo Qinghan was in trouble, he shouted and stopped the center of the two.

All the pure magic powers surged out, and Lu Chen hurriedly raised his hand and greeted him with a palm. Everyone heard a shocking roar of air in the air being squeezed out. Lu Chen and Zuo Qinghan spewed out a mouthful of blood at the same time, falling down like shells.

The powerful palm force made Zuo Qinghan uncontrollably let go of the hand that was holding Chen tightly. The next moment, Liao Chen was captured back by a sudden figure again.

The figure was still waiting to chase and repair it. At this time, another fiery red figure flew from behind the dark clouds. The fiery red figure slashed out a strange blood-red sword light through the thick dark clouds. The figure before frowned slightly, and could not turn around to force the sword light back.

Two human shadows and sword shadows flew for a moment, and the raging energy generated after the collision shook countless thatched huts under him into pieces. A large number of blood slaves and farmers exploded and died. The river across the forest in Xiaoxiaolinhe Village instantly turned into a blood river with a strong bloody aura.

The two figures separated, and the fiery figure appeared, and it turned out to be a young girl.

"I've met the leader~"

"I've seen the real person in charge of the sect~"

The wind stopped suddenly, and two figures appeared. Cheng Yuan, Sun Cheng, Xuan Ye, and Cao Yu suddenly bowed to each other.

The young Confucian scholar waved his hands separately and stood opposite each other. The young Confucian scholar chuckled and said, "Oh, Leader Lin, Xiang Ning is polite." The young Confucian scholar said, and hugged his fists politely.

The woman in a fiery red robe is the leader of the Immortal Alliance: Lin Mo'er, and the young Confucian scholar is naturally the head of Guiyuan Sect and Zhenren Ding Ning. Both of them are the few late-stage masters of Jindan in the Dongzhou area, and they are only one step away from the realm of the Nascent Soul.

When the two giants met, there were fierce sparks in their eyes. Lin Moer was decorated with pink and thin makeup, and her every move was elegant and gentle, her red lips were opened, and a lively and light sound sounded in the wind: "Zheng Xiang is polite."

Lin Moer was slightly bowing, as if the person who had just faced Xiang Ning was not herself. After Lin Moer replied, he whispered: "I didn't expect to see Master Xiang again in this situation. I don't know what I can do to work Master Xiang to deal with a junior in person." Lin Moer said, and his phoenix eyes deliberately or unintentionally looked at Lu Chen who had already fainted below. Zuo Qinghan glanced at him, with a sarcastic tone.

Xiang Ning didn't care, and still said calmly: "It's just a small matter. Xiang has been looking for an enemy for a long time, but he finally found a trace. Unexpectedly, the branch of the branch was created on the way. Then he took action."

"Oh?" Lin Mo'er giggled, looking at Chen who was suppressed by Xuan Ye Zhenren, and said, "I guess Master Xiang has found the person he is looking for, so why not let this guy go."

Lin Moer was talking about Lu Chen. Xiang Ning's eyes changed several times, and then laughed: "Okay, it seems that Alliance Leader Lin has a favor for this kid. Xiang is willing to accept the favor of Alliance Leader Lin."

After Xiang Ning finished speaking, he turned his head slightly and ordered: "Elder Xuanye, Elder Cao, let's go."

"This~" Xuan Ye, Cao Yu was stunned in shock, and then said in confusion: "The real person in the head, this guy has broken the arm of his junior brother Xuan Gu, and it is more likely that he will kill Junior Brother Xuan Kong."

"Let's go." Xiang Ning raised his eyebrows and refused to give the two people a chance to continue talking, then he stood up and flew towards the distance.

Xuanye, Cao Yu shook his head unwillingly, glared at Lu Chen again, and finally left with Xiang Ning.

Lin Mo'er frowned slightly and stared at the few people leaving without stopping the road. Sun Cheng and Cheng Yuan were slightly surprised and were about to ask why he didn't stop the few people. Lin Mo'er's smile froze, and then he said in a low voice: "What's the matter? Let's talk about it when you go back. Let's go."

As he said that, the three of them took Lu Chen who had fallen into a coma and Zuo Qinghan left Linhe Village.

There are all airtight walls in the world. After a few days, Linhe Village battle spread throughout Dongzhou. Under the intentional arrangement of the Immortal Alliance, the mysterious organization that had just been established for only three years was unveiled. When people heard that the Mask was a vassal of Guiyuan Sect, the Dongzhou cultivation world once again sneered at Guiyuan Sect. But they just dared not speak out.

No one knows the reason for the love, and even the Immortal Alliance that emits the wind has not yet found its roots.

...

On a moonlit night as cool as water, a dim light emitted a bleak warm yellow candlelight, and the pale face lying on the bed in the house was reflected.

After a while, Lu Chen finally woke up from his deep sleep, looked up at the beam top above, and turned over and sat up with a silence.

"Awaken?" A strange sound suddenly sounded in my ears, like a string of a piano, and a clear chant was like a spring.

Subconsciously turned his head and saw a woman wearing a fiery red cloak sitting in the house. Lu Chen turned over and walked to the Eight Immortals table where the woman was sitting, looked around and said in confusion: "Where am I? Who are you?"

The woman looked at Lu Chen quietly, and then calmly replied: "You are now in Xianmeng City, my surname is Lin."

"Immortal Alliance City?" Lu Chen was stunned and said in surprise: "How could I be here? What about girls? What about master."

Lu Chen's voice gradually became louder, and he grabbed Lin Mo'er's arm with anxiety and anger.

Lin Mo'er brows suddenly, and the air in the room suddenly became cold, obviously she was really angry about Lu Chen's abruptness. However, when she saw Lu Chen's urgent gaze, Lin Mo'er's heart softened again.

Retrieving his magic power, Lin Mo'er sighed and said, "Liao Chen was taken away by Xiang Ning, the head of Guiyuan Sect. As for your sister..."

When Lin Mo'er was halfway through speaking, she suddenly showed a sad expression, blinked her long eyelashes and said, "Just go and have a look next door, I'm afraid she doesn't have much time."

"What?"

When Lu Chen heard this, he felt as if he was struck by lightning. When his internal injuries were touched, he sprayed out another mouthful of blood. Then he opened the door like a gust of wind and ran out.

"The master was captured, and the girl's surname is Kanyu? Impossible, how could it be?"

Lu Chen took three steps to the west room, kicked open the door, and broke in.

Except for Zuo Qinghan who was still in a coma, there was no one in the room except Zuo Qinghan who was still in a coma. Lu Chen ran to the bed quickly and looked at Zuo Qinghan who looked as pale as a piece of white paper. His heart was as painful as a knife.

"Girl, don't scare me, wake up quickly." Lu Chen hugged Zuo Qinghan in his arms, and tears flowed down his eyes, shaking and screaming.

At this moment, it seemed that the past ten years had been reading in Lu Chen's mind like a picture. A special feeling of separation from life and death made Lu Chen almost lose his mind.

Following from the next room, Lin Mo'er's seemingly weak body leaned against the door. Looking at Lu Chen who was almost crazy inside the room, a trace of tears appeared in Shui Rou's eyes.

"How great it would be if someone could treat me so well." Lin Mo'er murmured, feeling a little confused: "Damn, why do you want to do this?"

Realizing that his mind was lost, Lin Moer shook his head vigorously, and his slightly confused eyes became deeper again. He looked at Lu Chen in the room and sighed: "Xiang Ning did not kill Chen, it should have another purpose. He should be safe now. You should take advantage of the fact that the girl is not dead and talk more about the past. Alas~"

A kind reminder, Lin Mo'er's figure disappeared strangely at the door.

The door closed again, and Lin Mo'er's voice echoed in her ears, adding to the sadness in her heart.

"No." As he was grief, Lu Chen's eyes were determined, and suddenly he remembered the old man Qijing who was so skillful in medicine. He immediately sent a voice to him: "Old ghost, come out quickly."

Old Man Qi Jing was outside the Shenxiao Palace, observing Zuo Qinghan through Lu Chen's body. When he heard Lu Chen calling him, the old man curled his lips impatiently and said, "Stop quarrel, I heard it."

"Old ghost, look at the girl." Lu Chen hugged Zuo Qinghan and shouted in the room like crazy.

"Don't worry, she's fine now."

"Really?" The old man's words drifted in front of Lu Chen like a life-saving straw. Someone wiped his nose in surprise and cursed: "Damn, why didn't you say it earlier? It caused a false alarm from Master Dao."

The old man frowned and said bitterly: "Don't be too happy too early. I just said it's okay now, but it doesn't mean she's really okay."

"Ah?" Lu Chen was stunned, a resentment arose from his heart, and he cursed: "Old ghost, you are still in the mood to joke at this time. How is it?"

Old Man Qi Jing did not argue with him because of Lu Chen's disrespect. She showed a solemn expression in an abnormal manner. She twisted her beard and pondered for a while. The old man said, "This girl is very strange. She actually has the bloodline of the ancient great demon. Well, it seems that her origin is extraordinary. She should have inspired the demon surname in her bloodline because of her anger, so that her skills can be improved to the realm of the golden elixir. But she has not yet condensed the golden elixir, which leads to the need to use her vitality to maintain her current strength."

As he said that, the old man Qijing said, turning his eyes to the bracelet made of nine wooden beads on Zuo Qinghan's wrist, and smiled bitterly: "If it weren't for this kind of thing, she would have died several times long ago."

The spiritual sense drove Lu Chen's eyes, and the two of them were paying attention to the Jiuzhu bracelet at the same time. Lu Chen once clearly remembered that when he met the little girl, Zuo Qinghan told him that this thing was something that had been carried on Zuo Qinghan's body since he had memories. At that time, only one of the gray-brown wooden beads still remains in its original state, and the eight of them turned into black colors.

Lu Chen didn't know what Zuo Qinghan had to do with the ancient black demon, and even didn't know what the ancient black demon was. The only thing he cares about now was whether Zuo Qinghan could survive.

"Old ghost, tell me first, will the girl die?" Lu Chen asked urgently.

"Yes, no," Old Man Qijing replied ambiguously, suddenly stretched out two fingers and said, "You have two choices now. First, I can send her away from here, leave the East China Cultivation Realm, and leave this slave star. You may not necessarily have the chance to see you in the future."

He emphasized the meaning of the word "leave". The old man looked sad and said, "Second..., I think you won't choose the second one."
Chapter completed!