Chapter 693: Invitation by Zhao Jian

Through the empty gate, Shi Mu saw that the courtyard in front of the "Emerald Ring Palace" was already in a mess, the original rockery landscape was overturned into one piece, and the exquisitely carved stone tables and chairs were also scattered everywhere, broken and shattered. .

The side halls on both sides were completely toppled into ruins, and only two outer walls remained standing. There were two eight-diagram patterns at the entrance, which were clearly audible, and the main hall opposite the courtyard gate was relatively complete. Some of the original old appearance can be vaguely seen.

"This Kunlun, I don't know what happened back then to become like this." Shi Mu sighed softly and murmured to himself.

Along the way, the palaces and pavilions, the corridors with railings and corridors are all barren, and what I have seen and heard can be described as full of devastation.

But even in today's ruins, you can still imagine the prosperity and prosperity of Kunlun from the bricks and tiles, the pavilions and the pavilions.

"Yan Luo, you said before that you must come here, what is the reason?" Seeing Yan Luo standing at the gate of the courtyard, Shi Mu asked in a daze.

"All I know is that I have to come here. I believe that I will find the answer I want here." Yan Luo said quietly after blinking his eyes a few times.

"About the restriction that Peng Yue placed in our body, have you researched anything?" Shi Mu asked.

"Based on my current situation, I can't completely lift the restriction, but here, he can't activate the restriction." Yan Luo said.

"I don't think he will really let us go after we find something for him...By the way, do you know where the Baoyue Palace he mentioned is?" Shi Mu asked again, frowning slightly.

"This name sounds familiar...it should be in the deeper inner area, okay, let's go." Yan Luo said, stepping into the courtyard.

As a result, when the two of them walked to the side of the fallen rockery, Yan Luo suddenly frowned and said: "Someone has been here before, the restriction should have just been broken."

Shi Mu was startled, and just wanted to say something.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The surrounding lights flickered, and the figures of several Qinglan disciples suddenly appeared.

"Squeak" a soft sound.

The gate of the main hall opened, and three more figures came out.

The leader was dressed in a blue robe and had a refined face. It was Zhao Jian.

The two people behind him, one tall and thin, and the other slightly fat, are both late-stage warriors.

A disciple of Qinglan who surrounded Shi Mu's left side quickly walked up to Zhao Jian, pointed back at Shi Mu and the two, bowed and said, "Senior brother Zhao, it's these two people."

"What are you going to do?" Shi Mu said in a cold voice with a purple light flashing in his hand and the Thunderbolt Sword in his hand.

Yan Luo didn't speak, but he didn't know when he had thrust the purple shark thorn across his body.

"Hehe, the two fellow Taoists of the Lichen Sect don't need to be so nervous. This Zhao Jian is a direct disciple of Master Li Sheng of Qinglan Holy Land, so be polite!" Zhao Jian said with a slight smile and cupped his fists towards Shi Mu and the two of them.

"Zhao Daoyou is a dignified disciple of Holy Master Qinglan, but he brought so many people to surround the two of us. Could it be that he deceived me that there is no one in Lichen Sect?" Shi Mu said with a raised purple eyebrow.

"I heard earlier that the two of you were able to avoid all the forbidden puppets along the way. I still didn't believe it. But now that you can stand here unscathed, I can't help but not believe it." Zhao Jian calmly said.

"It's just luck. I think Fellow Daoist Zhao stopped the two of us for more than just chatting, right? If there's anything wrong, you might as well say it clearly." Shi Mu said.

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with it, it's just that we want to go to a place, so please show us the way." Zhao Jian continued.

"Zhao Daoyou was joking. It is the first time for the two of us to enter the Kunlun Holy Ruins. How could we know the way?" Shi Mu chuckled.

"The place I'm going to next is called Baoyue Palace. If the two of you are willing to lead the way, you will be thanked for it." Zhao Jian continued.

"Where is your Excellency going, you should find it yourself." When Shi Mu heard the word "Baoyue Palace", he was startled, but he directly refused.

"Since the two of you don't eat the fine wine for the toast, then don't blame Mr. Zhao." Zhao Jian said lightly with a smoldering look in his eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, a purple light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and a long sword wrapped in purple electricity was like an electric snake, only taking its face.

Zhao Jian's face remained unchanged, the palm of his hand flashed, and a silver halberd suddenly swung out, blocking it to the left.

With a sound of "铛", the purple long sword was instantly shaken away!

Shi Mu's eyes swept away, and the silver halberd in Zhao Jian's hand was shining with precious light, and his vitality fluctuated along with it as he danced. It was obviously a magic weapon of high rank.

While thinking about it, his movements didn't stop, and the sword formula in his hand changed, and the blade swept across, and slashed straight at Zhao Jian's neck.

Before the sword's edge reached, a large piece of purple lightning glowed on the Polei Sword, and the blade suddenly widened to Zhang Xu, and the distance from Zhao Jian's neck suddenly narrowed by a few points.

Zhao Jian's complexion did not change, he swung the halberd in his hand, and the silver light on the halberd was brilliant.

As soon as the purple edge of the Polei Sword spit out half a foot, it slashed on the silver light.

There was a loud bang.

The Thunderbolt Sword flew back upside down, and there was a trembling sound on the sword body.

Although Yujian was separated from the air, Shi Mu still felt a huge force coming along the body of the sword.

Before he could re-stabilize his sword momentum, several streaks of spiritual light had already fallen from the surroundings.

Shi Mu moved his feet, and as soon as he moved away a few feet, a ball of fire exploded from the place where he was standing, blasting the ground into a charred black pit.

And on top of its head, there are dozens of white wind blades roaring and cutting.

Just listen to "Hula".

A piece of purple light surged, and a large piece of sharp purple light shot out, piercing those wind blades one by one.

Yan Luo danced the purple shark thorn, his figure flickered, and he stood with his back facing Shi Mu.

"You two, as far as I know, there shouldn't be any map of the Kunlun ruins in the Lichen Sect! If you honestly explain how to avoid the ban on puppets, Zhao can still let you live." The silver halberd in Zhao Jian's hand Yi Yang, said in the mouth.

"Why do you need to talk too much, if you want to fight, fight!" Shi Mu said.

"Senior Brother Zhao, take a break for now, and leave these two early-stage boys to me, Feng Cheng and Junior Brother Jin Hai!" said the tall and thin man behind Zhao Jian, with a large curved sickle in his hand .

Beside him, the chubby man held a lead black short spear in each hand, his eyes kept sweeping over Shi Mu and Yan Luo.

"Alright." Zhao Jian nodded and raised his hand, and the rest of Qinglan's disciples retreated one after another, forming a circle around Shi Mu and Yan Luo.

As soon as Zhao Jian finished speaking, Jin Hai rushed forward, the black light on the two short spears was bright, and two diamond-shaped light cones shot out from them.

As soon as the two sharp cones flew out, suddenly there were two sounds of dragon roars, and then there was a black light in the midair, and two black light dragons with a length of twenty or thirty feet snaked out, opening their blood basins. Dakou rushed towards Shi Mu.

Shi Mu's expression remained unchanged, he pointed at the sword formula in his hand, and turned his wrist upwards, the Thunderbolt Sword blazed with lightning, swept out at a low speed, and then soared into the sky.

In the middle of the sky, clouds surged, and purple lights shone from them.

"嗤啦" sounded.

A bolt of lightning suddenly shot out from the cloud and struck the Polei Sword.

Shi Mu shouted loudly, and the Thunderbolt Sword in mid-air suddenly burst into lightning, and a purple sword shadow with a length of more than ten feet appeared outside the sword body, wrapped in heavy snake electricity, facing the two A black light flood dragon.

At the same time, Feng Cheng hooked a sickle in his hand, and immediately a two or three feet long crescent moon light blade was hooked towards Yan Luo.

The purple shark thorn in Yan Luo's hand shone brightly, and when he was about to meet it, he saw the crescent moon light blade suddenly burst into light, which expanded more than ten times, and bursts of invisible sharp edges swayed from it, cutting the void.

When Yan Luo saw this, the purple shark thorn in his hand shone brightly, and thousands of thorns flashed in the air, and then they gathered together in an instant, turning into a thick and solid purple light thorn, and stabbing towards the crescent moon .

One is the cold moon blade, which is extremely sharp, and the other is the sharp thorn peak, which is unparalleled.

As soon as the two met, there was an ear-piercing sound of grinding in the courtyard.

There was a soft "Zheng"!

The spikes concentrated their strength on one point, and finally prevailed, breaking the crescent moon from the middle.

At this moment, there was a violent "bang" in the air!

However, the purple sword shadow in mid-air suddenly overwhelmed the two black light flood dragons, and turned into a streamer wrapped in purple lightning, shooting down Feng Cheng and Jin Hai below.

Feng Cheng and Jin Hai's expressions changed, and they flew backwards.

"Booming" with a loud bang, the purple electric light hit the ground, and a large piece of electric light sparked out, turning into a circular wave of purple light that surged and went straight to Feng Cheng and Jin Hai.

From the two of them making trouble, to the moment when the purple streamer fell to the ground, the whole process was swift and swift, and it took only two breaths before and after.

Although the two of them urged their weapons to resist the purple broadcast during the retreat process, they were still stunned by the shock. Although they were not injured, their complexions became very ugly.

"boom"

There was a sound around, and the remnant wall of the side hall, which was already far away, finally collapsed in this shock.

The corners of Yan Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at a corner of the ruins of the side hall.

"Hmph, it's really shameful to make you look like this in the early days of the two heavens." Zhao Jian said with a displeased look on his face when he saw this.

When those two heard this, a look of annoyance appeared in their eyes, and as soon as they raised their weapons, they were about to charge up again.

"I come!"

After Zhao Jian finished speaking, his whole body was immediately covered by a layer of silver-white light, and his momentum increased greatly.

But seeing the silver light of the long halberd in his hand flashing brightly, he took a big step and jumped up in the air, the long halberd in his hand suddenly fell towards Shi Mu and the two of them.

Shi Mu's pupils shrank slightly, and he moved the sword formula in his hand again, the purple electricity on the Polei Sword suddenly disappeared, and a ball of dazzling white light burst out.

Great Sun Sword Art!

The shadow of the sword on the Polei Sword rotated and turned into a round sun, spinning and cutting towards the halberd.

There was a loud "boom".

The Polei Sword's rotation stopped suddenly, and the sword struck Zhao Jian's long halberd.

The round sun smashed into the white light, immediately sputtering out a large amount of incandescent sparks, which quickly disappeared and became smaller. (To be continued.)