Chapter 327: First

Chapter 327: First

The latest chapter after wearing a white moonlight stand-in!

Sometimes fate really loves to tease people like this.

When he learned that Qiao Wan "died" in the secret realm, Gan Nan cried bitterly for Qiao Wan and stood up for the first time.

The few high-light moments in his life were almost all related to Qiao Wan, and his growth almost revolved around Qiao Wan.

He loved her, envied her, longed for her, for her, for this rare friend, he was willing to try to stand up tremblingly, but when he grew strong enough, he had to give up her.

After the photo ball went out, Qiao Wan just hit it.

Guarded in front of the tent, saluted, and squatted outside politely, waiting for the discussion between the two inside to end.

"senior?"

A girl's voice came.

Ma Huaizhen's eyes moved slightly, and he was actually a little embarrassed.

Venerable Miaofa's reaction was calmer, frowning as if thinking about something, and quickly regained his former calm.

The tent was opened, revealing Venerable Miaofa's beautiful and coquettish face.

"Qiao Wan, come with me." The Buddha's voice was calm and calm.

Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment, bowed to Ma Huaizhen to say goodbye, and hurriedly followed in the footsteps of Venerable Miaofa.

Staring at the thin figure of the Buddha in front of him and the cassock swept by the night wind.

Originally, Qiao Wan was a little uneasy and apprehensive, but a lot of thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant, all of which were related to the last conversation.

But Venerable Miaofa told her to follow, just asking if she was ready.

Preparations for going to Demon Domain tomorrow.

Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment, suddenly remembered the blood oath on the ice field two days ago, and clenched her palm.

The scar on the palm has faded so lightly that it is almost invisible. After sorting out the words, Qiao Wan said softly: "The younger generation is ready to die."

"If there is an accident, immediately kill yourself with a knife, and never implicate other comrades."

"It's just." Qiao Wan hesitated for half a second, "If the junior dies, kill..." Qiao Wan paused, "The matter of killing the senior can only be left to others."

He didn't ask her this, and Venerable Miaofa was taken aback.

The girl's eyes are clear.

The Buddha rolled his eyes uncomfortably, lowered his eyelashes, and the unspoken words stuck in his throat.

How many times, when he met the girl's clear and calm gaze, he felt vaguely uncomfortable.

The wind in the wilderness whistled past, and Venerable Miaofa was stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to be awakened again, and his eyes fell on the girl in front of him again.

Venerable Miaofa was stunned for a while, then pursed his lips in a mysterious way, "Continue."

But he slowed down and quietly listened to Qiao Wan's details.

What surprised Miaofa was that when he faced Qiao Wan in the past, his harsh teaching was very natural, and he didn't think there was anything wrong, but now, he doesn't feel comfortable even saying his concerns.

This indecision made Miaofa's brows twitch unconsciously, and he hurriedly stopped.

The consolation that he was about to say was turned into a simple, polite and distant command at the moment he blurted out.

Unsurprisingly, this was the last quiet conversation between the two of them.

In the past few days, everyone has been paying attention to Qiao Wan, cautiously, wishing to hold it in their hands, for fear that she would be broken.

In the past few days, this girl has received care from the All Cultivation Alliance. There are always a few monks pulling her to drink together. Every night, she can pick up a few beautiful bows in front of her tent, or is a few flowers.

Things like bows and flowers are very hard to come by in this war-torn north.

You don't have to think about it to know that someone has worked so hard to get it and put it in front of her tent specially.

Every male cultivator and female cultivator want to take care of their own sister, love her, and everyone is paying attention to Qiao Wan's psychological state, especially after learning that the little white dragon who is close to her chose not to fight , Everyone is worried, will Qiao Wan collapse? Will you change your mind?

but no.

Qiao Wan is still the same Qiao Wan, as before, humble and polite, tenacious and silent.

Venerable Miaofa was rarely uneasy, and pondered: "You don't have to worry, even if you give it a shot, if you fail to stop the seal, you don't need to blame yourself."

"I'm different from Ma Huaizhen, I don't need you to make this blood oath."

"If things really go to the point of no return, I will take care of it."

In fact, after saying this, Miaofa also knew that according to the temperament of the girl in front of her, Qiao Wan would not do it.

But he said so out of nowhere.

This is very rare for a Buddhist monk who is full of justice for the common people. After speaking, he may be self-conscious, and the Buddha frowned again.

The care from the unfamiliar senior made Qiao Wan stunned for half a second, a little flattered, and immediately politely thanked: "Thank you senior."

In the end, before he took two steps, Venerable Miaofa paused, and his brows furrowed a little.

Qiao Wan immediately noticed the difference, stepped forward, and supported her: "Is the senior's inner demon unable to suppress it again?"

The Buddha was much taller than her and had a sturdy stature, but now he could feel the thin bones when he touched it through the thin cassock.

Venerable Miaofa did not say a word.

The cold sandalwood on the other party got into his nose, and Qiao Wan suddenly realized that it seemed like... a little closer?

Immediately, he felt a little embarrassed, and his face almost involuntarily burned, but if he took away his hand at this time, he would appear even more guilty, so he could only continue to support him heroically.

"senior?"

The other party still didn't move.

This time, Qiao Wan finally sensed a cold and malicious malice coming towards him.

Turning his head, he met a cold blue eye with black skin. The third eye on his forehead seemed to be heavily lined with black and gold eyeliner, and the corners of his eyes were full of golden light.

After realizing that this senior might be in a state of rampage again, Qiao Wan's heart swayed a little higher.

At that moment, the cultivation base of the whole body seemed to be lost, and the consciousness was also caught in a shock. Under this cold majesty, Qiao Wan quickly stabilized her mind and pulled away!

But a cold hand grabbed his neck unexpectedly!

The other hand pressed down on her waist, raised her whole body, and slapped it on the tent!

The feeling of the cold five fingers on the neck made Qiao Wan shiver a little. This shot had no intention of pity, and Qiao Wan frowned in pain.

"Pre... Senior..."

The blood-stained skull crown jumped into his eyes, and he smiled grimly.

Just when Qiao Wan felt that she was going to be strangled to death by the other party, suddenly, the demon monk in front of him, with a little clarity in his eyes, raised his hand without hesitation, and slapped him with a backhand. Heavenly cover! !

Joe was stunned.

What kind of sturdy self-sacrifice is this! !

He slapped this palm on his forehead, Venerable Miaofa's expression did not change, his brows did not wrinkle, and with all his strength, blood immediately ran down his hair and fell from his face.

The other party was born beautiful, like the light on the thin red blade, which opened up the beautiful colors. At this time, the blood slid down the cheeks, and it was even more thrilling.

Across the thin layer of red, Miaofa vaguely glimpsed Qiao Wan's shocked eyes and the redness on her face due to lack of oxygen.

His eyes touched the red finger prints around her neck, Venerable Miaofa paused and put down his hand, Qiao Wan got rid of the shackles and slipped off the wall, touching her neck for a long time without regaining her senses.

No wonder this senior asked her to kill herself, this... what a **** indiscriminate attack!

Thinking of the contact just now, Qiao Wan felt a little cold.

"Just now, I'm sorry." After being stunned for a moment, Venerable Miaofa frowned and spoke at a much faster rate than before, hardly giving her a chance to speak, "It's getting late, it's more serious, Go back and rest."

Knowing that the other party was very hard to suppress the demons at this time, Qiao Wan hesitated for a while, bowed and said goodbye.

Before leaving, I felt a little uneasy after thinking about it. I bowed sideways and opened my mouth: "Senior, take care."

Witnessing the departure of the girl in pink, Venerable Miaofa stood quietly in the wilderness for a while.

The night wind poured into the fingers, and there seemed to be some warm and subtle touches in the five fingers.

This strange touch made Venerable Miaofa open his hands somewhat uncomfortably.

His hand with clear joints opened, revealing the beautiful white joints and blue veins, then he held it again, put it into his sleeve, and walked into the tent without looking back.

The next day, Qiao Wan followed Zhou Yan, Li Ping and the others set off.

Since everyone had met beforehand, Qiao Wan was not surprised to see several familiar faces.

Seeing Qiao Wan's figure from a distance among the thousands of monks, Cen Zichen came forward to say hello, and comforted the little girl in front of him.

Today, Qiao Wan obviously cleaned up well, washed her face, clean, bright eyes, a pink skirt that is neat and neat, simple but beautiful, with a bow on her head.

Such a beautiful girl was about to die, Gongsun Bingzi saw it in her eyes, but she couldn't say what she wanted to comfort.

This group of monks who went to the Demon Realm all signed up spontaneously, including various types of monks such as formation cultivators, law cultivators, and sword cultivators.

Ma Huaizhen was sitting in a wheelchair, instructing Zhou Yan and the other sword cultivators, looking up at the sky.

It was still dark, and this time, the starting point was chosen on a high and open cliff, with icicles hanging upside down on the cliff, crystal clear.

In the sky above the ice field, there are always more stars in the sky than in other places. They are scattered in this mighty, dark night.

The wind blew Qiao Wan's nose red, and when she touched it, it looked like a block of ice.

Fang Lingqing sighed: "It's really ice."

Xiao Boyang stretched out his hand in disgust: "Here, wipe, your nose is running."

Ma Huaizhen didn't want Xiao Boyang to go, and the Xiao family who stayed behind in the cultivation world was basically gone. At a critical moment, he, the branch of the Xiao family, still had the stance of wanting Ma Huaizhen to be trained as a successor.

But the young master of the Xiao family pursed his lips and insisted on going. Ma Huaizhen glanced at him quietly and finally agreed.

Yesterday, the formation who stayed on the icefield didn't sleep all night. He lay on the icefield and drew an exquisite formation that could accommodate a thousand people. Two days, not surprisingly, Guangrong caught a large number of colds.

After all, this icefield environment is dangerous, and Qiao Wan's runny nose is already very good.

In addition to Xiao Boyang, the familiar faces included Fang Lingqing and Lu Bihan. Baishan Lake and Meng Canglang were not able to arrive, and it was said that it was too late.

On the other hand, Xie Xingzhi actually let go of the battle on the southern front, and just after the mess of the Ao family was settled, he rushed over immediately.

In addition to these little ones, some elders were also in charge of leading the team, but among these elders, Qiao Wan only recognized Cen Zichen and Li Juan with a green waist.

As the only seedling of Shandao Academy, Yu Xingzhi strictly protected him in a manner of protecting rare animals, but Wang Ruyi and Li Juing did not agree to let her go.

Among these people, there was even a girl named Chu Tongzheng, who smiled innocently and irritatingly, drooping her eyes and blinking, she stepped forward and called Qiao Wancixian brother, who is said to be from the Mei Zong, and put a circle around her. Big red little cloak, said to keep warm.

As soon as he was surrounded, Lu Bihan called Qiao Wan away and told her to stand beside him when he entered the circle later.

Before leaving, Ma Huaizhen and others first came out with a solemn expression and gave a speech.

Mainly to do it for them.

Said that the comprehension world would remember their sacrifices today, and said that the wine has been warmed up, and when they triumph, they will drink it freely.

Many people just smiled, knowing that these are actually beautiful scenes, but at least they listened to the ironing in their hearts.

In the end, the disabled Kunshan goddess, holding the wheelchair with one hand and standing up with one foot, gave a deep gift to these young disciples, whose average age was only in their twenties and thirties. Shen's eyes flickered with unspoken respect.

In the end, more than a thousand disciples all stood in the formation one after another, and they were still talking and laughing when they stood in the formation.

"Hurry up, hurry up, it's all numb."

A certain senior rolled his eyes.

"You can't go back if you sign up. Come in, come, come, stand by your brother."

"Why are you in such a hurry, I haven't said goodbye to my family yet!!"

"Shit! There's a non-single dog here, brothers, cut him and kick him out!"

As soon as this statement came out, there was a hundred responses.

"Get him out!!"

"Get out!!"

"The Taoist dog, get out!"

One of the Taoist dogs: "You are enough=="

Obviously looking for death, the surrounding chatter, chickens and dogs jump, even in the tragic and solemn of Yi Shuihan, adding a little more comedy effect like a spring outing.

Qiao Wan was standing beside Xie Xingzhi.

The young man glanced at her slightly.

In fact, not only Xie Xingzhi glanced at her, but everyone else looked at her more or less.

Venerable Miaofa asked her to come forward, and under everyone's attention, with the attitude of an elder, he rarely softened his attitude, and exhorted her earnestly and warmly.

These warnings and concerns have nothing to do with the wind and moon.

When Qiao Wan and the others set off for the expedition, the white dragon turned into a young man, silently in the gorgeous but desolate Dragon Palace, looking at the night pearls with the size of fists around them, looking at the bright corals around them, looking at pearls, clam clam, looking at this dazzling array of things, Sitting all night.

A message reached the demon clan, Xiu Dog wanted to show a smile, but his eyelashes drooped, but he couldn't force himself to smile easily.

"Your Majesty, they have already left."

In front of him is the demon emperor Jiaying, dressed in mysterious clothes, with a proud figure and indifferent eyes.

The demon emperor Jiaying, who missed the years of war between the Cultivation Alliance and the Demon Realm, never showed up.

"Yeah." The man replied calmly.

Quan thought that he already knew, and then there was no other reaction.

What else could there be a reaction? Although he admired Qiao Wan, he moved his eyes from one side to the other, Jia Ying thought calmly.

But a little girl from the human race is not enough to support him in sending troops.

The dog sighed.

He is different from Jiaying, he is a dog, and stupid dogs are born to like people. Although his heart made him want to rush over, he couldn't move.

This is not the kind of storybook in the cultivation world, slaughtering the world for you, and making no hesitation to be the enemy of the whole world.

Besides, Your Majesty doesn't like this girl.

Time to go.

Qiao Wan looked sideways slightly, then looked back again.

The girl's eyes were firm, and her eyes like Xiaoyue's cold flashed with a faint brilliance. During this period of time, she lost a lot of weight and her chin was pointed.

In addition, after staying in the north for a long time, the skin is white and crystal clear. A circle of shiny fox fur and soft white fur lining the big red cloak surrounded her small face and looked very warm.

Looking back, the cold wind rolled the red cloak and spread it in the snow, like a dazzling red plum in the snow.

Before they set off, even though they knew that Ma Huaizhen's words "waiting for their triumph" were beautiful scenes, but everyone held some vague hopes in their hearts that were hard to say.

It's just that no one thought that these more than a thousand cultivators would leave so tragically when they went. Speechless, shocked.

Including Venerable Miaofa, Ma Huaizhen, including Gan Nan and Jia Ying did not expect that among them, Qiao Wan was the one who died the most tragically.

When everyone stood still and gave an order, none of the tens of thousands of monks on the icefield spoke.

Zhou Yan issued the first sword, the sword intent was like a long rainbow, and it pierced the sky, as if to pierce a hole in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, thousands of sword cultivators all brought out the long swords in their hands, and the swords gleamed a little, making a line, and then making a piece, like meteors on the ground, shooting into the sky one after another.

More than 1,600 sword energies converged into a ferocious roaring snow dragon. The sword energies forced the surrounding ice layers to crack, and the stars in the sky seemed to be pushed by a nameless big hand, leaning towards the west.

Xue Long let out a long roar, and his five claws suddenly opened a dark gap in the dark night.

At this time, the wind was blowing, and it was difficult for people to stand.

In the panic, someone cursed.

"Fuck, someone stepped on my foot."

Qiao Wan and the others actually knew in their hearts that this was the wind blown by the turbulent currents in the space. If the foundation of the sword cultivation was insufficient and the cracks in the space were unstable, the more than a thousand monks who rushed to the Demon Realm would most likely be swept into the space by the turbulent currents. In the cracks, it will never come out.

It is said that there is stillness here, no time and no space, just "emptiness" and "nothingness".

That's why Ma Huaizhen and the others responded with extreme caution to the matter of "Broken Void".

The cracks in the space in the distance are getting bigger and bigger, and finally, no one has the heart to talk and laugh anymore, they all restrained their expressions, and solemnly sacrificed the magic weapon.

This huge formation on the ground is gradually lit up from one point to the next, as if the stars on the ground echo the stars in the sky.

The huge formation that can accommodate more than 1,000 people began to climb, rise, and rise higher and higher.

Someone shouted in surprise: "I'm in the sky?!"

Immediately following the figure, he was surrounded by dazzling light, passed through the crack in space, and slid to the other side of the Demon Realm.

The place where they landed belongs to the **** desert outside the Demon Realm. Hundreds of years ago, the Cultivation Alliance sealed the Emperor Shi Yuan in this place.

This blood-colored desert is a ruined ancient city in the Demon Domain. The sand dunes are constantly changing. There are sandstorms all year round. The sky and the earth are a red blood color. It fell on the sand dunes in the distance.

Combined with the ice sheets in the north, it becomes two extreme climates.

When the huge formation they were riding in was teleported to the sky above the Demon Realm, they immediately divided themselves into more than ten small formations, and the dozen or so teammates carrying Qiao Wan spread out in all directions, like the daytime. Like a meteor, it smashed down aggressively! ! !

The Demon Domain was on alert early in the morning, and at the moment of the rapid fall, Qiao Wan clearly saw that the ground was lined with densely packed demon soldiers, each holding swords, spears, swords and halberds, criss-crossing like a chessboard. The longitude and latitude lines were motionless, and the military was cleaned up.

Standing high and seeing far, at this time in mid-air, there are some bright lights in all directions.

More than they imagined.

Qiao Wan sighed in her heart.

The "split" design adopted by this magic circle is to disturb the sight of the Demon Domain.

The Demon Domain didn't know where they landed, so they could only deploy in the places where they were most likely to land and assemble quickly, while the Cultivation Alliance didn't know their deployment, so they could only grope, guess, and fall several times, disturbing the line of sight.

Among the dozen or so, only the group that Qiao Wan belongs to is the main force.

On the other side, after witnessing Zhong Qiao Wan and the others successfully teleporting, Ma Huaizhen and the others were slightly relieved, but did not relax their minds.

The thousands of sword cultivators still released the overwhelming sword intent with heavy expressions, maintaining the space crack in the sky and preventing it from disintegrating.

It is not so much a crack, it is better to say that the sky has become a huge image, reflecting the movement of the Demon Domain.

Ma Huaizhen, Gongsun Bingzi, Venerable Miaofa, including many, many, tens of thousands of other monks, standing on the ice field, looking up, they can see the projection in the sky.

Among them, several cultivators occupied the best field of vision, and they were consolidating and summarizing the information from Qiao Wan and the others like an enclave.

The source of this information mainly comes from the jade bracelets they wear, which rely on their own spiritual power. It can also play an effect similar to the "soul lamp".

"Ready?" Li Juang asked Qiao Wan and the others sideways.

Xie Xingzhi et al.

"That's fine." Li Jung drew his sword, "Go down."

After landing, the most important thing is to withstand this first wave of killer moves! !

As soon as he stood firm and stepped on the fiery red gravel, Qiao Wan saw the beams of light rising in all directions, and there was a vigorous sound of killing in his ears.

The other teams have already encountered the magic soldiers head-on, and the battle is on! !

The disciples who recorded the information changes raised their heads in astonishment, their lips moved, and they looked at Ma Huaizhen and the others with ugly expressions: "Bracelet, one is scrapped."

Reaching out a finger, among the names and surnames written in small letters, the ones that read "Yan Yang" were already shaky.

Qiao Wan and the others did not dare to delay, and immediately followed the map that they were already familiar with in their hearts. As soon as they landed, they ran wildly in the direction of the predetermined altar with the others! !

You can't use weapons, there are divine consciousness and sword intent spread out in the Demon Realm, which can detect the fluctuation of spiritual power. It can only be said that the more concealed the better.

This is equivalent to a wave of contest between reconnaissance tracking and anti-tracking!