It seemed that he came in a hurry, as there were not many monks following Wen Shili.

He brought down his terrifyingly powerful spiritual power and slowly fell to the ground from mid-air.

Jiang Ziyu ran towards him like a little rabbit, shouting "Master" and throwing himself into his arms.

"Are you injured?"

"not."

"Do you take the medicine I gave you every day?"

"I've eaten it." Jiang Ziyu made a gesture to him to come closer, as if he wanted to whisper something to him.

Wen Shili didn't notice that a slight smile appeared at the corner of his lips, and he lowered his head helplessly.

Seeing him approaching, Jiang Ziyou lowered his voice and complained quietly: "Master, the demons are all bad people, and they want to use women to affect the speed of my sword drawing!"

The smile on Wen Shili's face suddenly disappeared, and he frowned: "Where did I touch you?"

“That’s not the case.” Jiang Ziyu was half a head shorter than Wen Shili, and his eyes were bright. He shouted, “Master, I miss you.”

Wen Shili patted Jiang Ziyu's head, signaling him to let go, "Teacher, I will help you teach them a lesson."

The monks who followed opened their eyes wide, and were unable to react for a long time, just standing there with their mouths open.

Qinghe Zhenjun has always been aloof, but the actions and words of both of them are too explicit, which makes people wonder if this Zhenjun is only noble on the surface, but is secretly committing incest with his disciple.

But Wen Shili knew that Jiang Ziyu's "missing" was pure and had no other meaning, he just missed her a little after not seeing her for a few days.

While the two were talking, Yin Buqi had already started fighting with the demon army, and the monks who came from behind also fell to the ground one after another.

Tang Xuanye said: "Rou Rou!"

When Tang Murou saw him, she suddenly had an outlet for the grievances she had suffered these days. She burst into tears and ran into Tang Xuanye's arms, "Brother, why did you come just now? Do you know how I have been through these days... You almost didn't see me anymore!"

Tang Xuanye said: "It's all my brother's fault. I came too late and made Rourou suffer."

Yin Ci, who arrived late, immediately saw Yin Buqi in red clothes and black hair in the distant sky. He was facing the oncoming demons alone.

The next second, a demon rushed over quickly.

Yin Ci shouted in fear, "Brother Yin!"

But Yin Bushisi ignored him, her eyes were frighteningly cold.

Jiang Niannian also noticed this and wanted to control the vines to resist, but the demon was too fast. It appeared in front of Yin Buqi in the blink of an eye, and its sharp claws quickly stabbed towards his heart.

With a "puff" sound.

Yin Buqi's hand casually inserted into the demon's heart, and without even a cry, the demon's entire heart was pulled out. The second before the demon closed his eyes, the heart was crushed in front of him.

Counterattack!

Jiang Niannian looked at the exploding heart for three seconds, then glanced at Yin Buqi with a squinting look.

Not giving up on him... doesn't feel right.

It's even more wrong than the time in Qinghe Town.

Yin Buqi casually threw the dirty heart away, as if he was looking at something dirty.

Yin Ci stared at Yin Buqi in a daze.

He didn't expect that after just one day of not seeing each other, Yin Buqi's cultivation would have reached such a breakthrough.

He is so powerful at such a young age. Even if his cultivation level is only at the fusion stage, his strength seems to be far more than that. Even his predecessors who have cultivated for a hundred years may not be able to compare with him.

Yin Ci was envious, proud, and admired her even more.

More demons rushed up.

Wen Shili did not stop and said to Yin Ci, "Take good care of your brother."

He held a sharp sword in his hand and stepped into the air. He raised the sword and swung it, the sword body was filled with immortal power, and the powerful sword energy cut several demons in half.

The monks came forward to help.

"With Qinghe Zhenjun and Yin Buqi leading the charge, there will be a bloodbath!"

"That's right, my blood is boiling, I feel like I'm going to heaven!"

"I don't know what kind of martial arts Yin Buqi practiced. I have never heard of it before, but it is so powerful!"

Yin Ci walked over and handed the Flying Eagle Flowing Cloud Sword to Jiang Ziyu, "Brother, this is your sword."

"Thank you, Junior Brother!" After recovering his precious sword, Jiang Ziyu caressed it lovingly for a while, then raised his head and continued to watch his master who was fighting.

Yin Ci wanted to go forward to help, but after taking two steps, he felt a chill on his leg.

When he lowered his head, he saw a small black ball coming over at some point, hugging his straight calves, pressing its soft face against them, and rubbing against them happily.

"Awoo! Awoo!" The spouse comes to save the ball!

Yin Ci pulled it off his leg and threw it away: "Go play somewhere else."

Jiang Ziyou said: "Junior brother."

"Um?"

“It follows you.”

Yin Ci looked down and saw Coal Ball following at his feet. When it saw it looking at him, it immediately raised its head and rushed towards him, "Awoo~" with a soft and innocent face, without any of the ferocious look it had when facing the demons.

Yin Ci was slightly stunned and thought to himself, "This little thing is... quite cute."

He coughed, pretended to be indifferent, stretched out his foot and kicked its little butt: "I have to go help Brother Yin, don't make trouble."

"Awoo! Awoo! Awoo!" He talks about Yin Buqi every day! He doesn't care about Qiuqiu! What a bad spouse!

Coal Ball sat down on the ground with his two front paws inserted in front of his chest, looking like "I won't get up unless you coax me."

Yin Ci was too lazy to bother with him and just stepped over him.

Meiqiu hurriedly chased forward, looking aggrieved.

Jiang Ziyu's voice came from behind: "Master, come on, beat him up! Master is the best in the world!"

Yin Ci stopped walking and stopped fighting. He turned around and argued with Jiang Ziyu, "Nonsense, Brother Yin is the best in the world."

"Master can kill several demons with one sword!"

"Brother Yin can even dig out hearts with his bare hands!"

"Master has reached the Mahayana stage!"

"Master has practiced for an extra hundred years. Brother Yin has already reached the fusion stage at such a young age. It won't be long before he surpasses Master!"

…

Jiang Niannian, who was fighting against the demons: "..." Is the conflict beginning now?

Ye Linyuan had been imprisoned in the Demon Prison Tower for a hundred years, and his cultivation was no longer as good as before. One Wen Shili was enough for him to bear, but now, with the addition of Yin Buqi, he quickly fell into a disadvantage.

Ye Linyuan gritted his teeth and said, "Let's retreat!"

"Want to run." Wen Shili chased after him with sword in hand, cold and arrogant.

"Wen Shili! I just discovered your secret by accident. It's been a hundred years, and you still won't let me go. Are you annoyed?"

Hearing this, Wen Shili frowned, his face as pale as jade, and chopped off the snake head that was speaking with a sword.

Blood spurted out from the cross section of the snake's head, splashing all over the ground.

Ye Linyuan then realized that he seemed unable to absorb the power of the Kunlun Immortal Tree. He suddenly panicked and fled in a hurry. In the blink of an eye, Wen Shili who was chasing him chopped off several snake heads. This head-on attack forced him to spit out blood.

He had no choice but to turn into a streak of black smoke and escape.

"Wen Shili, you are so cruel - you know better than me how your disciple survived. I'm waiting for the day when you are ruined and disgraced. Hahahaha - hahahaha -"