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Dark clouds cover the stars and moons, but the sky flames on the top of Tushan in the far distance still wipe the bright purple light on the desert sand sea and will never sink.

In the dungeon of Chifeng Castle, more than a hundred bitter slaves were lying together on dirty grass mattresses, and bedbugs were crawling around the ground. Small holes three inches above their heads were connected to the ground, allowing fresh air and the lights in Chifeng Castle to penetrate.

The bitter slaves are divided into different levels. A bitter slave like Chen Xun, who has the cultivation level, is naturally qualified to lie comfortably under the ventilation hole, and a piece of grass mattress is empty around it. No bitter slave can squeeze in without opening his eyes.

Chen Xun's mind was dissipated, and he could sense the anxious mood of the monks and managers above, and was frightened by the unpredictable fate.

Chen Xun hugged his head and pillowed. Like other bitter slaves in the dungeon, he had nothing to worry about the fierce battle between Qiyun Mountain and Qianjian Sect.

Whether it is Qiyun Mountain defending Chifeng Castle or being captured by Qianjian Sect, thinking of quarrying and building a fortress or mining in pits, these bitter slaves are inseparable from them.

There were also many Kushu's eyes hidden in their eyes, and they secretly connected, intending to escape while Chifeng Castle was captured.

Chen Xun was also hesitant. He was not that he had any good feelings for Qiyun Mountain, but that he could not find a place to hide, cultivate spiritual power, and clean spiritual veins except Chifeng Castle.

At the same time, if Chifeng Castle is really to be compromised by the Qianjian Sect, the Qianjian Sect will inevitably conduct strict inspections of all the bitter slaves and use other control methods again. If Chen Xun wants to stay, it will be difficult for him to ensure that he will not expose his horse's legs in this process.

The reason why Chen Xun could easily get into the ranks of the bitter slaves in Chifeng Castle was that Wei Che, the true disciple of Qiyun Mountain, was too proud and disdained to personally use his mental skills to use his captives. This was why Chen Xun could easily get through the testimony. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to conceal his cultivation in front of Wei Che, who was at the peak of the late stage of the fetal realm.

A sudden shock from Chifeng Castle almost overturned the entire ground. Some of the bitter slaves were caught off guard and were thrown high by the huge shock. The bricks and stones above their heads fell down, smashing everyone to cry and cry.

Through the ventilation hole, Chen Xun saw a corner of the night sky outside Chifeng Castle, with sword shadows scattering, and panic screams came from outside the ventilation hole:

"No, the people from Qianjian Sect are coming again!"

Chen Xun's mind was shocked. He ignored the howlings of other wolves and ghosts. He hid the bitter slaves who fell from the rocks. He retreated to the corner of the dungeon, sat cross-legged, removed the magic of hiding the spiritual veins, drew spiritual power from Xuanbinghuo Lake, and refined the talisman that the disciples of Qiyunshan put in his body.

Whether to leave or stay can be seen by the situation, but in a critical moment, you cannot keep this restricted play in your body.

"Wu Xun!"

There was a loud shout outside the dungeon door. Chen Xun was shocked. He looked up and saw two Chifeng Castle managers shouting outside, urging the guards to open the iron gate of the dungeon.

Chen Xun didn't expect to be so unlucky. As soon as he refined the Heart Talisman, the manager of Chifeng Castle ran down to find him. He quietly condensed two sword techniques in secret, and asked these two managers to have something wrong, and he would break out of Chifeng Castle without hesitation.

"Your opportunity to make achievements has come. As long as you can help protect Chifeng Castle, you will report to the sect in the future to relieve your labor and leave it alone. However, I think you don't need me to remind you of the power of the sermon..." The two managers called each other next to the prison and called out all the bitter slaves with cultivation from the prison.

Chen Xun didn't expect that the two managers came to the dungeon and asked them to assist in defending Chifeng Castle. He sneered in his heart. Chifeng Castle was at the level of asking Kusou to assist in defending, which shows that he had not been able to resist for a long time.

Chen Xun had no good feelings for Qi Shanyun, so how could he risk the exposure to defend Chifeng Castle? But thinking that this was undoubtedly a chance for him to escape. He would be discovered abnormally for a while, and temporarily stopped moving, and followed the other 17 or 18 other slaughter slaves and climbed out of the dungeon and walked to the high wall with two managers.

Just less than two thousand meters away from the other side of Chifeng Castle Stone Creek, there were thirty or forty monks of Thousand Swords in vermilion and yellow clothes, who were in power and rushing forward to defend the formation. For a moment, the spiritual light burst out of the magic weapon collided with the five-color forbidden light exposed by the formation, making loud bursts like thunderous bursts, and like balls of exploded fireworks, it also shone the dark night.

Under such a fierce offensive, the Chifeng Castle defense ban looked precarious. The five-color spiritual light shield formed by the ban fluctuated continuously, and it seemed that it could be broken at any time, which was much weaker than the last time it was activated.

The six fortress monks in Qiyun Mountain were all standing on the high walls, looking at this scene with a serious expression. In order to minimize the direct attack of the Thousand Sword Sect's hostile defensive formation as much as possible, an old man wearing a moon-white gown took the lead in releasing a green jade bead. After flying out of the defensive formation, it suddenly became larger, like a full moon scattered with blue light, and resisted several flying swords of the disciple of the Thousand Sword Sect behind the formation.

The power of the spiritual energy emitted by the viewing device was estimated to be 20 cultivators from the Thousand Swords Sect dispatched this time, including four or five cultivators in the late stage of the Restoration Realm, which almost doubled the combat power compared to the first raid.

The defensive formation of Chifeng Castle is still lacking, and Chen Xun does not think that the six castle monks can repel the attack of the Thousand Swords Sect. Although after they walked up to the high wall, a middle-aged monk wearing a long scribe gown repeated the words in charge again, and inspiringly promised that as long as they assisted in defending Chifeng Castle, they could join the Qiyun Mountain Sect, they could only make great contributions to the defense of Chifeng Castle. Chen Xun was just thinking about a plan to escape.

The Qiyunshan Sect did not send reinforcements here at this time. Either Qianjian Sect implemented a strategy of surrounding the points and attacking reinforcements, using Chifeng Fort as bait, and actually set up heavy troops on the road, and had already killed the reinforcements sent by Qiyunshan. Or Qianjian Sect directly sent people to surround Qiyunshan, so Qiyunshan was not able to send reinforcements at all.

No matter which point, Qiyun Mountain cannot protect itself, and may not even be able to save its life at this time. Even if you have the opportunity to join Qiyun Mountain, there is not much temptation.

But no matter how much I thought about it, Chen Xun obediently took over the weapons sent by the fort monks with other bitter slaves.

"What kind of weapons are good at?"

"Sword." Chen Xun said, taking a black iron heavy sword from the middle-aged monk.

The middle-aged monk wearing a long scribe robe, holding a green jade-handled purple fan, and two other young monks in the fetal realm, took Chen Xun and others down the high wall, sneaked out from the secret door of Chifeng Castle, and divided into three strands to encircle the other side of Shixi.

After entering the return of the body, the power of spiritual power, control magic weapons, sword techniques, and magic are far beyond the power of the scattered cultivators in the True Yang realm. However, when it comes to physical strength, except for cultivators who follow the path of refining gods and demons, ordinary cultivators in the return of the body are not as powerful as martial arts in the Qingyang realm.

The middle-aged literati intends to lead them to sneak around and get close to each other and fight with the monks of the Thousand Sword Sect in close combat. Chen Xun can understand, but he doesn't understand what the middle-aged literati has confidence that the monks of the Thousand Sword Sect are not prepared at all, so he asks them to approach quietly?

Although the middle-aged scholar made a promise to kill an enemy and enter the sect, Chen Xun was still careful and held the black iron sword in his hand and landed quietly behind the encirclement team.

Just as I passed the stone stream in front, the stone land in front suddenly rose up in the center of the canyon, a huge fire ring with a diameter of hundreds of feet was lit.

The fire ring and pillar of fire rose up, seven or eight feet long. The two Kushou who were walking in the front were caught off guard and immediately called the pillar of fire to ashes, without even having time to scream.

Although the fire ring array temporarily laid out by the Thousand Sword Sect was not rooted in the spiritual veins or spiritual acupoints and could not last for too long, the warning was enough. In a flash, the monks of the Thousand Sword Sect divided more than ten sword lights from the magic weapon that attacked Chifeng Castle and slashed towards this side...

The current Sanwu Kusou was immediately cut into a melon and chopped vegetables, and was cut into a different place by the sword light. Chen Xun used black iron as a shield and stood behind him, blocking a slashing sword light, taking advantage of the momentum to roll down the Shixi River, avoiding the sight of the monks of the Thousand Sword Sect.

The black iron sword in his hand was broken into two pieces, and a little sword energy invaded his body. Chen Xun was hidden under the stream and quietly transformed the sword energy. He was unable to take notice for a while, whether to continue to lurk in the stone stream as a corpse, or to follow other bitter slaves to flee back to Chifeng Castle.

The monks of the Thousand Swords Sect discovered that the Kusen of Chifeng Castle was out of the fortress, and immediately came to kill them.

The Thousand Sword Sect is named after the sword, and the sword energy of the peak disciple of Qingyang Realm is extremely sharp; the sword light used by cultivators in the Return of the Bodhi Realm can even cut off all mortal iron.

A bitter slave from Chifeng Castle was able to split the sword light with the iron shaking of the mortal. How could people feel assured if they didn't see him die with their own eyes?

Chen Xun was still hesitating, and a Qingying ancient mirror flew over the stone stream. A Qingying spiritual light shot out from the ancient mirror and fell directly on him through the stream water.

Chen Xun felt that he was watched by someone after he was stripped naked. When his thoughts were changing, he left a shadow of soul in the original place, and his true body penetrated ten feet into the bottom of the water.

The next moment, Qingying's ancient mirror shot out a lightning light, which penetrated the stream, directly dispersing Chen Xun's soul that was left in the original place. The surging water directly crushed a piece of dead wood in the stream.

Chen Xun was secretly shocked. He didn't expect that this ancient mirror weapon would be so powerful. If he hadn't been smarter, he would have been forced to show his travels.

Only seven or eight bitter slaves left fled back to Chifeng Castle, but the middle-aged literati and the other two famous monks did not evacuate. Chen Xun was secretly surprised and thought that the middle-aged literati had the middle-level cultivation level of the Return of the Body Realm. The other two were younger and had also entered the Return of the Body Realm. It was impossible for the Qianjian Sect to be killed silently like this, right?

Just when Chen Xun couldn't get through, a phoenix sounded suddenly on the west bank of the Shixi River, and a huge firebird rose from the red maple forest on the west bank and rushed towards the Thousand Swords Cultivator in the canyon two hundred meters away.

It was too late for the monks of Thousand Swords to withdraw the magic weapon above Chifeng Castle. They immediately pulled out other magic weapons to resist the firebirds. When the firebird pounced on the canyon, he roared again, and opened his mouth and sprayed countless fire rains to submerge the canyon...
Chapter completed!