Cannon Fodder Pit Fairy Road

Chapter 227 Return (Pink Ticket Plus Changes)

Under the urging of the Lord of Yaochi, the gossip mirror gradually drifted to the other side of the cultivation world. Qi Zhongmo gritted his teeth and spit out a mouthful of painstaking efforts. With his movements, the black light in the magic mirror became more and more intense, and the gossip mirror shook again , the Holy Master of Yaochi was sweating profusely, but he still couldn't completely control the gossip mirror.

"Zhongmo, what magic weapon is the mirror in your hand? Why do you want to take away my sacred treasure from Yaochi?"

Now, no matter how stupid she is, she can guess that the mirror in Qi Zhongmo's hand has a wonderful connection with the treasure of Yaochi, and even the mirror in Qi Zhongmo's hand dominates, otherwise, why would he be able to do so by himself? Can resist the control of digital elders.

Qi Zhongmo was busy urging the magic mirror, ignoring the questioning of the Holy Master of Yaochi, his face was pale, and he spit out three drops of effort one after another, the gossip mirror in mid-air wobbled back, and approached the mirror in Qi Zhongmo's hand again .

"Zhong Mo, Yaochi Holy Land and my eight major sects are advancing and retreating together. You have been bewitched by the monster clan to do such a thing. I advise you to stop as soon as possible, and don't make mistakes!"

Qi Zhongmo's uncle Weiyuan Zhenren couldn't sit still any longer, and hurriedly advised Qi Zhongmo harshly, taking the opportunity to blame the Yaozu for the reason.

The ancestor Tianhu of the Yaozu was not happy, and said loudly: "Old man, it has nothing to do with our Yaozu if you repair the inner bar. We don't know this broken mirror at all, or we would have snatched it long ago. It is useful. Talking nonsense to you?"

What the ancestor of Tianhu said was reasonable, the Yaozu had already snatched the mirror if they wanted to grab it, why should it be delayed until now, the real Weiyuan's explanation is really far-fetched.

The atmosphere was somewhat stalemate, Qi Zhongmo buried his head in grabbing the mirror without saying a word, although the gossip mirror was moving slowly, it was always flying towards Qi Zhongmo, and soon it would merge with the magic mirror in Qi Zhongmo's hand again soon.

What kind of treasure is this gossip mirror? For it, Qi Zhongmo would not hesitate to turn against the Eight Great Sects?
Seeing that Qi Zhongmo was about to succeed, Tong Xiaoye no longer hesitated, got up off the ground, and slammed into Qi Zhongmo again fiercely.

Feeling the sound of the wind coming, Qi Zhongmo's eyes showed a smile, and the universe mirror suddenly turned, and the black light beam suddenly gathered towards Tong Xiaoye, and instantly flooded her body.

Huge suction swept Tong Xiaoye towards the center of the mirror. She tried her best to resist, only to find that the black light was extremely strange. Her resistance was useless. In the vortex!
Tong Xiaoye suddenly gave up struggling, raised the wishful golden stick, and slammed it hard at the opposite mirror.

Her strength was so great that the black mirror trembled. Qi Zhongmo seized the gossip mirror and at the same time controlled the light beam to deal with her. The gossip mirror moved a little more slowly.

After a successful blow, Tong Xiaoye felt that the strength restraining her was a little weaker. She swung the dry golden stick and smashed it at the mirror like a drum.

This person really has a lot of blood!

Tong Xiaoye groaned, and then spit out a drop of blood, and swung the dry gold rod more vigorously.

If she doesn't try her best, she will be sucked into the mirror. Qi Zhongmo has always been insidious and cunning, who knows what the hell is in the mirror!
"Haha, what a good show!" Witnessing the fight in the cultivation world, the Yaozu people laughed, and they simply didn't leave. They moved the small stools to watch the excitement in place. Dare to cross the border and rush into the demon cultivator - there are so many demon cultivators on the opposite side, rushing there is purely courting death.

Under the excitement of the crowd, some monks finally couldn't bear it anymore and started throwing talismans towards the opposite side, and the demon cultivators were not to be outdone, and threw back a large piece of talismans.

From time to time, the exploding talisman lights lit up in mid-air, spells of various colors of light were everywhere, and in the chaos, a white and powerful hand slowly stretched out into the mid-air.

"Hey, what is that?"

A sharp-eyed monk finally discovered the abnormality, screamed and pointed in the direction of the gossip mirror. Under the amazed gaze of everyone, a pair of perfect palms like white jade sculptures suddenly appeared, and with a seemingly random movement, they directly put the stalemate in midair. The mirror was removed.

Without the assistance of magic weapons, and without the use of magic formulas, even without much effort, it was like picking peaches, and easily picked off the mirror of heaven and earth that everyone was vying for.

"Give me back my precious mirror!" Qi Zhongmo's complexion changed drastically, he no longer cared about dealing with Tong Xiaoye, he soared into the sky, and flew away from the Xuan Yao Realm in an instant.

The strength pulling him finally disappeared, Tong Xiaoye heaved a sigh of relief, raised a dry golden rod, and chased Qi Zhongmo like lightning and threw it at it.

So instead of snatching the mirror, Qi Zhongmo was hit hard on the back.

"Who the hell are you, get out!"

"Where does anyone dare to snatch my precious mirror from Yaochi?"

"Hey, what kind of cultivation is that monk, so powerful?"

Several questioning voices rang out at the same time, and the cultivator who snatched the mirror seemed to have evaporated from the world, and there was no trace of it anymore. With the disappearance of the gossip mirror, the gap between the mysterious demon world and the cultivation world was completely closed.

Qi Zhongmo's complexion was pale, he let out a loud shout unwillingly, the mirror in his hand emitted a dazzling black light again, the light range was huge, covering the entire fifth floor of the Haotian Tower, under the dim black light, a blurry figure slowly show up.

However, before the shadow became clear, the Haotian Tower suddenly shook, and all the scenes were shattered. Such a violent vibration, even the monks in the integration stage were not immune. After a long period of spinning, everyone was shocked. He was thrown into the air fiercely.

Open your eyes again, the ground under your feet is already the land of Yaochi.

The real man Wenhua of Chengtianzong was the first to discover the abnormality, and exclaimed: "Where is the Haotian Tower? Why were we thrown out, no, where is Yan Qinghan? This kid is getting more and more disobedient, how dare he throw We throw it out?"

"Wen Ruo, didn't I tell you to look at him? I just went to help the Holy Master of Yaochi snatch the gossip mirror, why did he disappear when he wasn't paying attention?"

"It was so chaotic just now, and I was busy staring at those old monsters. That kid Yan Qinghan has always been obedient, he must be hiding somewhere!"

"Get out, I put a mark on him, why can't I sense it, this is impossible!"

The three elders of Cheng Tianzong looked at each other and tried all the methods, but they could not find any trace of Yan Qinghan. This person seemed to have evaporated from the world, and even Tao Rui, who had been following him, was nowhere to be found.

The time when the elders of Chengtianzong jumped, the Holy Master of Yaochi also had a gloomy face, quietly blocking the elders of Fuxinjian Sect.

Daoist Weiyuan from the Fuxin Sword Sect stood up and asked sharply, "Holy Master, where is my disciple from the Fuxin Sword Sect?"

"How do I know where he went? The most important question you should ask is your Fuxin Sword Sect?" The Holy Master of Yaochi smiled coldly and raised his hand lightly. Following her movements, several Yaochi monks surrounded Wei Wei. Far real.

"Holy Master Yao, what do you mean?"

"The disciples of your Fuxin Sword Sect teamed up with the Yaozu to snatch the treasure of Yaochi. What do you mean by asking me? I want to ask you what do you mean?"

"You are less bloody and spitting, the gossip mirror was taken away by an unknown monk, this is Yaochi, maybe it was done by your own people in Yaochi, why should we rely on us!"

"Hmph, I think it's your people from the Fuxin Sword Sect who are deliberately trying to rob me of the treasure of Yaochi, right? Even the Mysterious Demon Realm dares to sneak in, so why don't you dare to do it!"

The two masters talked to each other, quarreled like ordinary people in the market, and did not give in to each other. The monks of Yaochi and the monks of the Fuxinjian sect looked at each other, and they did not expect that their elders would behave like this.

However, losing the most important treasure of the sect is a crime that will last forever in the sect. Which expert can really calm down.

All the elders were arguing red-faced, and it was not until it was getting late that everyone's mouths were parched from the quarrel that they slowly regained their senses.

A shrewd monk counted the number of people, only to find that not only Yan Qinghan and Qi Zhongmo were missing, but also monk Qingku from Xiaotan Temple and Ji Jida from Jumei Pavilion.

Everyone didn't pay much attention to Yan Qinghan's traces, but Qi Zhongmo was carrying a treasure. The Lord of Yaochi and Master Weiyuan had been watching him all the time. They didn't expect him to disappear when the Haotian Tower was shaken. The same disappeared completely.

Cheng Tianzong lost the Haotian Tower, Yaochi lost the Bagua Mirror, everyone was in a bad mood, after discussing for a while, they decided to surround the place with a strict practical formation and send people to guard it all the time.

Master Wenhua explained: "The Haotian Tower can't move by itself, those people must be hiding in the tower, as long as they think about it, they will be caught by us sooner or later."

"Dare to play tricks on me, I think Yan Qinghan is a fool! I, Chengtianzong, let him practice safely and steadily, but he is not satisfied. Don't think that he will be safe and sound with the protection of the Haotian Tower, unless he lives a lifetime. Don't come out, otherwise, hum..."

The three elders of Chengtianzong all had expressions on their faces, wishing to swallow Yan Qinghan alive in their words, as if the Haotian Tower belonged to Chengtianzong, and Yan Qinghan was just a beggar they kindly took in.

The rest of the elders of the eight major sects also took it for granted, and some even laughed and said: "You Chengtianzong unexpectedly produced such a monk who deceived teachers and exterminated ancestors. When he comes out, he must be taught a lesson!"

"That's natural. What's the use of such a disciple? It's best to abolish his cultivation and become a blood primer to open the Haotian Tower!"

This scene was accurately restored by Shui Jing, and Yan Qinghan watched indifferently, without even a little bit of sadness in his eyes.

Tao Rui was already sobbing, and choked up and said: "Brother Yan, you have given so much, how could they treat you like this? Aren't the elders always cold and arrogant, unexpectedly like this, like this..."

Everything in front of her completely overturned Tao Rui's cognition. She knew that the elders of Chengtianzong treated Yan Qinghan badly, but she never thought that in the eyes of the elders, Yan Qinghan was like a blood slave raising a magic weapon. Not even a little freedom.

But Big Brother Yan is the real master of Haotian Tower!

Yan Qinghan smiled faintly, with a look of nostalgia on his face: "Actually, before the news of the Haotian Tower was leaked, the master really wanted to train me as a disciple, but when the Haotian Tower came out, everything changed."

He shook his head with a wry smile on his face.

Tong Xiaoye was lying on his shoulder, feeling a little depressed.

She saved Yan Qinghan's life, but she couldn't save his fate.

After the news of Haotian Tower was revealed to the world, Yan Qinghan successfully got rid of Qi Zhongmo's pursuit, but fell into another miserable situation, and Yan Qinghan's character was too kind, and he had a compassionate heart despite his precious treasure. He refused to do the thing of killing and fleeing and betraying his teacher, and gradually he fell into the current situation.

"Don't be sad, Xiaoye. Without your help back then, Taorui and I would have died a long time ago. We are still alive now. As long as we live, there is hope." Yan Qinghan comforted her, his eyes lit up slightly: "Besides, now I am also Not impossible."

"What way?" Tong Xiaoye was a little puzzled, following Yan Qinghan's line of sight, he suddenly saw a familiar figure.

"Master!" she exclaimed.

(End of this chapter)