Knowing that it was because of his misunderstanding, Huizhi real man patted Xiaoying's face and said, "Uncle Master knows, you go and practice."

Xiaoying was about to leave, but suddenly stopped and asked, "Uncle Master, do you think Qin Guan will hold a grudge against me and lie to him?"

Master Huizhi smiled: "Do you think he, a Jindan monk, cares about one or two low-level spiritual weapons? I heard that Master Qin Guan has many good treasures in his hands."

"So that's the case, then I'll feel relieved. When I have the chance in the future, I must ask for one or two good magic weapons from Senior Brother Qin Guan." Xiaoying murmured.

In the sky, Qin Guan, who was lying on the Thunder Jue Sword, had his eyes twitched.

Ten days later, he finally arrived in Shandong. Qin Guan would not take everyone to live in any cave. He searched for a large villa outside Shihe County near the sea. Qin Guan bought it directly, and the twelve people settled here.

Ten days passed and everything went smoothly. Everyone sat cross-legged and meditated every day. Suddenly, a stream of light flew from afar.

Qin Guan, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, and his body soared into the air to catch the flowing light. It was the flying sword that passed the letter.

"Catch Zixia Fairy for help. The Zixia Island Market in the East China Sea was attacked by the Demon Alliance. You can go to rescue. Piaomiao Jiutian Sect Ziyang."

Qin Guan felt nervous when he saw that Zixia Fang was attacked.

At this time, Master Huizhi also came out of the room and saw the IFLYTEK Sword asking, "Minister Qin Guan, what's wrong with the alliance?"

Qin Guan said with a serious expression: "It was the transmission of Ziyang Zhenren. The Zixiafang City in the East China Sea was attacked by the Demon Alliance. It is very critical now and we need to rescue him."

When Master Huizhi heard this, he looked solemn and immediately said, "Then let's go out immediately."

Twelve people gathered and rushed to Zixiafang City with their swords. They flew out for 300 miles, but Qin Guan was anxious. With his current qualities, he might not be able to fly to Zixiafang City in less than two hours.

"Minister Huizhi, can you know Zixiafang City?" Qin Guan asked.

"know."

Qin Guan said: "We are too slow now. Master Huizhi, you can take the others to rush forward, I will rush over to rescue first."

When Huizhi heard that Qin Guan wanted to go over alone, he was afraid that he would encounter danger, he advised: "The Demon Alliance is prepared and there are many people, so there may be danger if you go over alone."

"It's okay, I'll go first." Qin Guan said firmly. After saying that, he used the Golden Light Technique of the Earth, and his body turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

Everyone was stunned, and people were amazed. Could this be the strength of the powerful Jindan? But Master Huizhi knew that this was definitely not something that ordinary Jindan strongmen could use, and it was probably a unique skill of Master Qin Guan.

The Golden Light Technique flew out for 300 miles, and half of the spiritual power was consumed, Qin Guan stopped and began to fly with the sword, taking a few pills at the same time to restore spiritual power.

Even if he is now using swordsmanship, he is much faster than others.

From afar, Qin Guan saw a large island. He was very familiar with it. Zixia Island arrived, but Qin Guan saw that Zixia Island had changed, revealing the high green clouds inside.

Qin Guan was shocked and the Zixia Fangcheng formation was broken.

Qin Guan stepped up his sword again, and a silver light passed through the air, flying towards Zixia Fangcheng like a flash of lightning.

Zixia Island is in chaos at this moment, no longer as beautiful and tranquility as before.

A group of monks in black, carrying copper and silver corpses beside them, were robbing in the city. The city guards and merchants united to fight back, and the two sides started a fight in the city.

A monk from the demon clan waved his big stick and smashed it at a silver corpse. The silver corpse punched out, and with a bang, it directly smashed the big stick in the monk's hand. The monk spurted blood and flew backwards. The silver corpse flew tightly and hit the monk's chest with one punch. The monk suddenly burst into a pile of broken corpses, and blood splattered.

A demon cultivator slashed a bronze corpse with one knife, but before he could come back to his senses, a strong figure rushed over and slashed him in half with one knife.

The city was in chaos, and countless guards and merchants were killed and injured.

At this moment, a big battle was also taking place under Cuiyun Peak. Fairy Zixia was holding a silver spear and fighting a golden corpse.

A hundred meters away, Sen Yan, the leader of the Ghost King Sect, looked at the field with a wicked smile on his lips, controlling the golden corpse to fight against Zixia Fairy. Next to him, there was a man wearing a black robe standing. The man's eyes were cold and he couldn't stop experiencing demonic energy.

"Hundred flowers are ashamed!"

Fairy Zixia stabbed silver lights from the silver spear in her hand and shot at the golden corpse.

The golden corpse did not dodge or avoid, and took the shot with no sound. There were only a jingling sound, but the golden corpse was not damaged at all.

"Hehehe, my golden corpse is as hard as a spiritual weapon. How could you hurt him?" Sen Yan said with a smile on the side.

"Fairy Zixia, I advise you to surrender. Be my woman. Whatever you want in the future will be wrong?" Sen Yan said with a lewd look at Zixia.

Zixia frowned slightly and clenched her silver teeth, "Don't think about it."

"Hmph, I don't know how to lift up."

Sen Yan snorted coldly and stepped up the control of the golden corpse. The golden corpse rushed over and punched Zixia. Zixia's silver spear blocked it in succession, and it took three moves to barely block the punch.

"Huh~"

The golden corpse punched out, and a golden fist mark was like a cannonball popping out of the chamber, and it blasted towards Zixia. Zixia's silver spear passed by, but it could not be blocked, and it was hit hard in the chest with a bang.

Zixia instantly flew backwards for more than ten meters, threw the silver spear aside, fell on the grass, and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

The bright red hangs on the corner of her mouth, making her look so sad.

Ghost King Zongsen Yan looked at Zixia seriously injured and said, "Give you a last chance to be my woman. I can let you survive, otherwise, die."

Zixia said two words lightly: "Never!"

Sen Yan was stunned, "Hmph, then go and die." After saying that, he controlled the golden corpse, the golden corpse flew up suddenly, and his golden fist smashed towards Zixia.

When Zixia saw the golden corpse attacking, she was seriously injured now and knew that she could not stop it. She lamented in her heart, would she be dead today?

Zixia closed her eyes.

At this moment, a silver giant sword fell from the sky and smashed straight towards the golden corpse. The golden corpse felt the danger and instinctively raised its fist and smashed it towards the giant sword.

"boom!"

A huge stream of smoke rose on the spot.

After the smoke and dust, several people saw a giant sword inserted in the field, but the golden corpse disappeared, and it was obviously smashed into the ground.

A figure floated down from the sky, and the sunset on the sea just shone on the man's golden armor, as if he was covered with a layer of colorful rays of light.
Chapter completed!