"Huh?"

Bai Xiaoshu was shocked and looked at Gu God Son.

It is strange to say that he, who was only half-qualified as a Feng Shui master, could not clearly discern the Qi and destiny of the Dan Jie monks.

But at this time, it felt vaguely that the other party was covered by dark clouds, as if a disaster was imminent.

When he wanted to take a closer look, he heard a cold snort from the 'Gu God Son', and the old Taoist immediately screamed, and two lines of bloody tears flowed from his eyes.

'Yu Zhenzi' frowned and looked at the Gu God Son who was playing with Gu insects: "What's going on?"

"A little old man spied on me regardless of life and death, and was bitten by the secret Gu..."

Gu Shenzi was playing with a white jade beetle in his hand: "When will it start? I can't wait..."

"After the Divine Infant Fruit matures."

Xue Yuanzi held a blood-colored demon flag in his hand, and frowned as he looked around: "It's fine if Marquis Xiaoyao doesn't come with us, but where is the Wanxiang Demon Son? Why don't you come even for such a big event as the birth of the Divine Infant Fruit?"

"My 'Lian Xin Gu' has never contacted this person..."

Gu Shenzi's face looked a little ugly: "If there are only three of us, what are the previous plans? It would be good if the five righteous disciples don't come to surround us..."

He is not a fool.

Moreover, the deaths of several subordinates are nothing compared to the greatest opportunity to condense the Nascent Soul.

Therefore, even though he wanted to kill Fang Xing, he kept enduring it.

Even if the ‘Xunxiang Gu’ in his hand has already locked the murderer!

"The Wanxiang Demon Son has the Heaven-turning Golden Corpse to protect him, so it won't be a problem, right?"

As if thinking of something, Xue Yuanzi's expression couldn't help but become extremely gloomy.

The previous Nascent Soul seeds of the Nine Soul Sect seemed to have been planted in this way.

"Could it be that... there are outside Nascent Soul forces interfering in the war between good and evil? Impossible... The ancestors above have each sworn their own evil oaths and will never bring in foreign aid..."

Yuzhenzi's thoughts were racing, but the uneasy feeling in her heart became stronger and stronger.

…

In the righteous camp, King Kongzi belongs to the Prajna sect. He is a monk with red lips and white teeth, and wears white monk robes.

Yan Yanzi came from Fentian Valley, his eyebrows and hair were all red.

He looked at the demonic camp with a playful look on his face: "Only four of the six demonic heroes have come, and Xiaoyaohou has always been indifferent. How about we join forces and kill them first? This is definitely a deal in our respective sects.

Great achievement... not to mention, you can also gain a lot of bargaining chips for this alliance."

The Dinghai Shenzhen of all major Yuanying sects will always be the True Lord of Yuanying!

If the Nascent Soul Seed dies, it can only be regarded as a loss of strength and strength, but it will not destroy the foundation of the peace talks.

Otherwise, both good and evil would not choose this kind of competition.

Hunyuanzi of Qiankun Dao wore a black Taoist robe and said with a smile: "If you all have no problem, then I have no problem with it either."

"Amitabha, although Xiaoyaohou is a casual cultivator, if the demonic path is severely damaged, don't you think he will not take action to maintain balance?"

Jingangzi clasped his hands together and said calmly: "The young monk is here just to pick the Divine Infant Fruit..."

"What King Kong said is true, and the Wanxiang Demon Son has been hiding in hiding, and I don't know what kind of conspiracy he is setting up..."

Zhengqizi rolled up the book in his hand and was about to say something, when he saw Fu Hongyi put away her sword out of boredom and stood aside.

'This sword cultivator, if I had agreed just now, he would have definitely been the first to draw his sword and strike...'

Zhengqizi's heart moved slightly, and suddenly he saw 'Yu Zhenzi' on the opposite side driving a magic light and coming to the front of the Zhengdao camp: "Fellow Zhengqizi... There are only six Divine Infant Fruits now. I wonder how we will distribute them?"

"Everyone depends on their ability..."

Zhengqizi laughed loudly and replied.

"Haha... Why don't you and I take action to clean up these miscellaneous fish first, lest they end up picking peaches..."

Yuzhenzi seemed to sincerely suggest: "Zhengqizi, you don't want to fight with me to the death, so the lucky casual cultivator grabs the Divine Infant Fruit and runs away? According to past practice, these spiritual fruits will come one after another.

Mature, if we don't take action in turn, I can make the decision and give it to you first..."

As soon as these words came out, even Yan Yanzi felt a little moved.

For a creature like a monk, as long as the benefits are sufficient, colluding with the devil is nothing.

When the boss fights with the second child, the third child always fights first.

"Thank you for your kindness, fellow Taoist Yuzhenzi. However, our Xuantian Sect considers itself to be the right path and will not attack casual cultivators without any reason. What's more, it is difficult to distribute even one Divine Infant Fruit..."

An awe-inspiring aura emerged from Zhengqizi: "Instead of joining forces, let's each rely on our own abilities to avoid blaming others... What's more, I am even more curious, where is the Wanxiang Demon Son now?"

"The Vientiane Demon..."

Mentioning this, Yu Zhenzi's face became very ugly.

He did this deliberately because he wanted to observe the expressions of the five Zhengdao disciples.

In this blessed land, the only ones who can threaten the Wanxiang Demon are these few great monks.

What surprised him was that when faced with this kind of temptation, the Zhengqi Five Sons' reactions were very normal.

Fu Hongyi stood with her sword in hand, paying no attention at all.

Jingangzi clasped his hands together, and Yan Yanzi had a trace of doubt and excitement on his face.

Hunyuanzi was a little surprised...

'Didn't these people do it?'

'Among the alchemy monks who have opened the blessed land this time, there are really crouching tigers, hidden dragons...'

Yuzhenzi thought to himself.

He came here to propose this joint agreement, which was basically impossible to accept, just to observe the reactions of all parties.

Now it seems that the disappearance of Wanxiang Demon Son has nothing to do with the righteous path.

"Could it be?"

He turned his head and saw Mu Qinglan who looked like a flying fairy.

'This woman is a half-step golden elixir, and she has a spiritual treasure that can be used to attack several times. If she cooperates with a few elixir-forming later-stage overhauls, she really has a chance to win the Wanxiang Demon...'

Yu Zhenzi's head was lowered, and there seemed to be dark flames burning in his pupils.

At this moment, a burst of fragrance overflowed, making all the alchemy monks present look intoxicated.

"This is……"

Fang Xing took a short breath and felt that his sword elixir's magic power had increased a little, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

This kind of fragrance is not fruity and floral, but closer to the baby's body fragrance.

Just smelling it will increase the golden elixir monk's magic power.

If you take the whole pill, it will indeed have the magical effect of helping people condense their babies!

On top of the Nine Yuan Infant Transformation Vine, a 'Sacred Infant Fruit' turned from pink to white, and then from white to pink, nine times.

Every transformation makes the fragrance in the void richer.

Wow!

Fang Xing seemed to hear the sound of a baby crying.

Then, all the pill-forming monks saw a ripe fruit melon falling from the stem of a divine infant, gently falling from the vine.

Once it leaves the Nine-Yuan Infant Transformation Vine, this 'Sacred Infant Fruit' will be completely mature.

Moreover, it is no longer protected by the original prohibition.

"The Divine Infant Fruit has fallen?!"

"The Nascent Soul Avenue is right in front of me. Anyone who stands in my way will die!"

In an instant, more than a dozen rays of light shot up into the sky, heading towards the place where the Divine Infant Fruit fell.

Zheng!

The sudden sound of a piano sound is like a silver bottle being broken and water slurry bursting out, with the meaning of a golden war and an iron horse!

Many of the great monks present who were in the late stage of pill formation suddenly felt dizzy, and the escape light involuntarily slowed down.

"It's Jiao Weiqin!"

"Level 4 divine attack!"

"If Mu Qinglan didn't use a range attack, but concentrated her power to attack one person specifically, even the ten demons and good men might not be able to block it, right?"

Many monks who were in the late stage of pill formation looked at the woman who looked like a flying fairy in the sky with fear.

Once this Qilin son of the Mu family makes a move, he immediately goes all out!

She controlled two ribbon-like magic weapons and turned them into five-colored escaping light. The speed was extremely astonishing. She passed through more than a dozen rays of light at once, and her jade hands reached out to grab the divine infant fruit.

"It's the five-color flame escape!"

As expected, Bai Xiaoshu didn't do anything, he just held a pen and paper in his hand and quickly recorded something: "This escape method is said to be extremely fast in forming pills. The only one that can surpass it is the 'Xiaoyao Yufeng Escape' from the Demonic Path!"

Before he finished speaking, a breeze flashed past, and it was Xiaoyao Hou!

He grabbed it with his left hand and took a step ahead of Mu Qinglan to grab the Divine Infant Fruit in his hand. He held a peach blossom in his right hand and waved it gently.

The sky was full of peach blossoms, trapping Mu Qinglan in them.

Whoosh!

Xiaoyao Hou smiled slightly, his charm was astonishing, and he was worthy of being the most beautiful man in the magic world.
To be continued...