Seeing that Qin Lie was unmoved, Lu Xiangting knew that he already had an idea, and even if he persuaded him, he would all come back, and he shook his head slightly: "Yuan Meng is dead, Qin Lie, what are you going to do next?"

Qin Lie didn't answer, and with a casual move, he held the nameless sword in his hand. He has been carrying this spirit sword with him for almost three years, but he still doesn't know what it is refined. When he first entered his hands, it was only equivalent to a medium-grade magic weapon.

It was only in a short period of one year that I was shocked by its blade, and it was obvious that this sword was not an ordinary high-grade spirit sword. Especially in these dozen days, dozens of sects were slaughtered and dozens of spiritual realms were killed. Almost every time it passes, the quality of this sword will be greatly improved.

"What a magical sword!" muttered to himself, Qin Lie put the sword away, and then said with a smile: "Naturally, you are running away! If you don't leave, most of the people there will have to die with the lonely fish." ”

Even if he kills Yuan Meng, the so-called mourning soldiers are not chasing, and the Daomen may not fight to the death. Moreover, those who are around will not sit idly by.

Qin Lie looked at the dome in the distance and smiled contemptuously.

When Qingming and several Dharma Protector Elders drove out of the mountain gate, the lonely mountain that had originally stood outside was gone. The figure of Yuan Meng is also completely gone.

It's just a cloud of dust, and a huge pit that shocks you. Not even the qi of a living person.

Qingming was shocked suddenly, his hands and feet were cold, and he turned his head, just in time to see Qin Lie, who was ten miles away, laughing away.

She clenched her teeth, her expression was cold, her eyes were sad and annoyed, and a trace of blood slowly overflowed from the corners of her lips.

Huangfu died in a battle, Zi returned to the boundary river, and even Yuan Meng could not save the situation.

Behind him, more Dao disciples rushed out of it. I don't know what happened, and I didn't see Qin Lie's figure, almost everyone was flushed and filled with righteous indignation.

These people, at first, looked around with a little vigilance, and then sneered and mocked.

"Didn't this Qin Lie say that he was challenging to close the door? I don't know where I went at this time?"

"What a bold man! Alone, he dares to provoke my Daomen. Haven't you escaped yet?"

"It's ridiculous! It turns out that this invincible powerhouse in the Eastern Wilderness can also be cowardly?"

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have never suffered such humiliation in the past 10,000 years! This hatred is not repaid, what face do we have to stand in this world?"

"In my opinion, the sect should do its best to surround and kill it!"

Most of the people who speak are under the realm of Nirvana. There are a few spiritual realms inside, but their faces are pale.

And after only a dozen breaths, dozens of Daoists flew out of the dome realm one after another.

They are also spiritual realm cultivators, and their expressions are extremely ugly. One of them glanced around, and his eyes fell on Qingming, and he walked to her side and saluted.

"Uncle Qingming, there has been a change in the room of the Ten Thousand Soul Lamp, and the soul lamp of Uncle Yuanmeng has been extinguished. I don't know my uncle and grandfather?"

Qingming woke up at this time, and then had a wooden face and bowed slightly.

"Uncle Yuanmeng just took the risk to protect the dignity of my spiritual realm. It's a pity that in the end, it was a failure, and it has already fallen in the hands of that Ao Kun!"

When he said this, it was like thunder. As a result, the thousands of disciples of the Dao Sect here are no longer colorless, and their faces are gray.

Within dozens of miles, it was quiet.

And the dozens of spirit realms also had more solemn expressions. It's sad, or it's heartache. No one made a sound—and it was a long time before there was a faint noise.

"That Ao Kun is far away, several worlds away. No matter how fast it is, it will take two or three breaths. With the ability of the Yuan Dream Master's ancestor, it is impossible not to help that demon?"

"Uncle Shi has always been cautious for thousands of years. Never do something you are sure of. ”

"In this way, then Qin Lie retreated after receiving the blow from his uncle and ancestor?"

"This son is terrible!"

"This demon can be described as a catastrophe for my Daomen!"

"So now that I am in the door, what should I do?"

Qingming's mind is gradually quiet. Then he held the sword in his hand and looked up at the sky.

Yuan Meng died, and she was the highest status person present.

He is also the most qualified person among all to control the firmament.

She is not here, if she changes to the past, she must avoid it.

At this moment, it is necessary to take the lead.

Standing quietly and solemnly, listening to the surroundings, there were already some signs of quarrels.

Her eyes suddenly flashed with murderous intent, and the troubled times used heavy codes!

Yuan Meng's trust before he died, no matter what, he can't live up to it.

I thought of Qin Lie again, this person, she will eventually say that she will cut him under the sword!

At the same time, in the east of the Eastern Wilderness, on an isolated floating island in the sea.

A septuagenarian standing near the lake was sighing leisurely, completely dispersing the picture displayed in the lake in front of him.

It can be vaguely discerned from the scene that remains in the ripples, this is exactly the scene outside the Dao Gate, at this moment.

The dome is heavy, and the inside and outside are densely packed with formations. This is especially true of the places of access.

It is difficult for ordinary people to get a glimpse of the truth and the truth.

But this old man can pass through an unremarkable lake. Separated by tens of thousands of miles, you can see the scenery inside and outside the dome.

The lake was rugged, but in a few moments, it was back to normal.

The old man's eyes flickered slightly, thoughtfully.

That look was both joyful and a little worried.

After a long time, he sighed softly and waved his sleeves. A scroll, now at his side.

Then, using his thoughts as a pen, he gathered a trace of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, directly transformed into ink, and waved it on this scroll.

"At the age of twenty-five, the young master went to the Daomen to invite a battle outside the Daomen with the strength of one person. For half a day, no one dared to respond. After that, he took a blow from the cultivator Yuan Meng of the Divine Realm, and there was no hindrance. ”

A line of big black characters like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing is written in an instant.

And if you look further, you can find dozens of similar lines.

Between the words, it is extremely respectful.

A line of words is written, and the old man takes it back into his sleeve with a move.

Turning around, he was about to return to the hut behind him. Behind the lake, the water vapor suddenly steamed.

A trace of vapor rose up, and behind him, gathered into a water mirror.

A figure also emerged from this mirror.

The old man raised his eyebrows, and his heart was slightly cold. Immediately turned around and looked behind him.

Seeing the figure in the mirror, it was a middle-aged man with gray hair dressed in luxury, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's you!"

The next moment, between the old man's eyebrows, there was a bit of coldness.

"It is said that Your Excellency is now appreciated by the head of the family and has become the head of the temple. At this time, when the scenery is endless, how can you have time to find me, a frustrated person?"

"Frustrated? But you brought it on yourself, old friend, and the head of the family values you above us. If you have the heart, you will be the lord of a house within twenty years at most. Why envy me?"

The man smiled, not caring about the ridicule in the old man's words.

The old man was impatient to listen, and shook his head directly: "Don't talk nonsense, just talk about it, what the hell is going on?"

The gray-haired middle-aged man looked stunned when he heard this, and then his eyes flashed and he looked at the old man opposite.

"Naturally, it's for the young master!"

The gray-haired middle-aged man looked stunned when he heard this, and then his eyes flashed and he looked at the old man opposite.

"Naturally, it's for the young master!"

The old man's eyes suddenly froze. The fierce light in his eyes flashed, like a knife blade, staring coldly at the gray-haired middle-aged man.

After that, it calmed down again.

"The young master is very good in the Eastern Wilderness, and he has his own old age to take care of. You must only be the master of the Xuanyan Palace!"

That Fang Jue smiled: "Others don't know, but I know the one who was sent by the Lu family to the Eastern Wilderness a few years ago to watch Qin's boundless movements." I have already died at your hands, and I have always been an old friend, and you are stiff in Li Daitao, right?"

The old man was stunned, and then his expression became more and more cold. It's as if you want to choose someone to eat.

The next moment, I saw Fang Jue shaking his head in the mirror: "When the young lady was entrusted with taking care of Qin Wuya and the young master before she was tortured, I was also in the same case." It's not just you who cares about the young master. ”

"Ten years ahead, there is a desperate situation of life and death, and I can't do it. Now he is lucky to get the position of the master of the Xuanyan Palace. Naturally, you can't have Miss Negative anymore, and now you don't know about the Eastern Wilderness. Naturally, I also know the future Buddha of Buddhism, the name of the immeasurable beginning!"

The old man frowned, and although there was anger on his face, he was noticeably calmer. It's just that the voice is still murderous.

"Then dare to ask, now the Lu family, can you know about the young master?"

"I don't know!"

Fang Jue replied simply, with a hint of ridicule in his expression.

"At this time, how many people in the Lu family can care about the son of the young lady? In the eyes of those people, the young master is just a mongrel of the Lu family. It's the old friend you send back from the Eastern Wilderness every year. No one will take a look at it except the head of the house!"

The old man's expression was obviously relieved, and he seemed to be completely relieved.

"Then what you mean today is that you want to be the young master. Bring it back to the Lu family?"

A pair of fists are quietly clenched.

"Quite the opposite, old friend!"

Fang Jue was unexpected, and shook his head slightly: "As far as I am concerned, I only hope that the young master's current situation is to hide it for as long as possible." If you can, you will definitely do your best to cover it up!"

When the old man heard this, he was stunned again, and his eyes were full of doubts: "With your surname, this matter is so strange!"

"What's so weird about that?"

That party sighed relaxedly, with a complicated expression: "When Miss was detained and sentenced, the people involved were not only the sons of my Lu family, but also the brothers of Miss. Which of those people in the clan did not participate? In fact, although the head of the family was angry at the beginning, he did not come to this point. It was only because of the persecution of the clan that he had to be sentenced to a heavy sentence. But if the young master returns, how should these people deal with themselves?"

He said leisurely: "The future of Buddhism is immeasurable, and the beginning of the end is mastered, which is the first avenue since the beginning of the world." The young master's talent achievements, even if they call themselves the Divine Clan and control the Lu family of thousands of worlds, who can match it? The fusion of the noble void bloodline and the lowly heavenly fox bloodline is naturally wrong, but if it is replaced by a slightly high-grade nine-tailed heavenly fox, it is barely acceptable. ”

The old man in front of the water mirror sneered.

Those who fell into the well for the young lady and wanted to put them to death, he will always remember!

Fang Jue's voice was also paused again at this time.

"Moreover, the young master is one of the only fourteen descendants of my Lu family, and he is the grandson of the patriarch. The talent is high, even above the son. ”

The old man's eyes finally revealed a sudden look.

"After the patriarch, my Lu family has the best chance to inherit the Lu family, and the opportunity for the young master is still above the world!

Directly interrupted the voice in the mirror, the old man said faintly: "You Fang Jue is a good calculation! It is said that you Fang Jue is ambitious and utilitarian, which can be seen today." It's just a pity that the old man never wants to be a son and step into the Lu family!"

At this time, the young master is like a pearl in the sand, and sooner or later he will see the sky. What his future will be depends on the patriarch's intentions. If the patriarch insists on it, can you refuse to leave coldly?"

Seeing the old man's brow opposite, he frowned deeply. The gray-haired middle-aged man shook his head slightly: "When it comes to ambition or something, we will never deny it." It's just that this heart of repaying kindness also asks itself that it will never be under your coldness. With Miss's current situation, if no one occupies a high position in the clan, who else can take care of her? If the young master can control the Lu family, not only can he repay Miss's kindness. Our clan can even go up to the next level among the Lu family's foreign clans, is this wrong?"

On the face of the old man, there is still disdain.

"It's a nice thing to say! It's just for one's own selfish desires. Put the young master in danger, how can you bear it?"

That party couldn't cry or laugh, but he didn't care, and asked directly.

"In the past ten years, our side has been born and died, and in several wars, we almost died. So far, she has been a young lady, and she has been sentenced to fifty years of hard punishment. So what have you done for Miss Lengli, who has always been loyal, and who has stayed in the Eastern Wilderness like this for the past few years?"

Leng Li's face was blue and white, white and blue.

Half an hour later, when his breath finally calmed down. In that eye, there was already a bit of respect.

"If we want to relieve Miss of her torture, we will never be able to do it any more. The only way is for the young master to return. Naturally, this time cannot be now. ”

Speaking of this, the party smiled bitterly again: "The original meaning, we will work hard for more than ten years." Build a foundation in the Xuanyan Palace, and then make plans. It's just that looking at the situation now, it's not as hard as I wanted. Old friend, you should know that although the Eastern Wilderness is big, it can't accommodate him!"

When the words fell, the sound patterns around the lake vibrate.

Leng Li is the eyes slightly closed, closed eyes silent, and the face is like steel.

Between a mirror and a person, the qi machine is actually a faint confrontation. A trace of sharpness and vigor constantly passes through the air. From time to time, the flowers and plants in the vicinity are cut off from thin air in the lake. It is even more like boiling, setting off bursts of ripples.

After a long time, Fang Jue finally sighed.

Fang Jue's biggest wish now is to let Miss Ling and the young master get together as soon as possible. Please also ask old friends to think carefully about one or two. ”

The water mirror dissipated, and the lake instantly returned to calm.

Fang Jue picked the corners of his lips coldly, who is this deceiving?

At the same time, Qin Lie sacrificed the Heavenly Punishment Divine Shuttle and flew all the way to the east.

This time, it lasted more than 20 days. First it was Han Mengdie, and then it was the dispute with Daomen.

Almost every day is spent in battle.

Even if you are an iron person, you will inevitably feel a little tired. Qin Lie also had a sense of return.

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