I was stunned for a while, but there was still a raging fire in front of me. Han Yiming had that scream circling in his head, sharp and piercing, and he couldn't believe that it was the scream made by the Hexiang Daoist. Cultivators are not young, and besides, after all these years of rolling in the world, what kind of things have never been seen, often the incident happens suddenly and quietly, and Mount Tai collapses in front of him and does not even beat the tip of his eyebrows. But where did this scream come from? If you want to say that it is a disciple, you can't say it, the disciples of the Immortal Dust Sect have long since turned into dust, and this scream will definitely not be a disciple's. Although Han Yiming had never spoken a few words to him, his voice seemed to be relatively calm, and there was no such screaming call in his rare memory, which was really difficult to correspond.

Suddenly, the raging flame burned and disappeared without a trace. It was not that the flames were slowly extinguished, but that the flames disappeared in an instant, and Han Yiming didn't know which division commander took the flames, but at this time, this matter was not important, and the white bones on the ground really made people shake their heads and sigh.

Everyone was silent and stood for a while, and Han Yiming saw that everyone had no intention of leaving, so he didn't move. He didn't have any memories of the past of this Crane Xiang Daoist, and although they were both cultivators, they really didn't say anything. But the heads of the various factions present, except for Ming Ming and Yuan Hui, and Hexiang Dao are all friends for hundreds of years, so it is really difficult to guess what everyone thinks in their hearts. But what is certain is that they will not remain indifferent, but will not be superficial. Even he himself would be touched by the bleak situation in front of him, let alone the teachers who had known Hexiang for many years.

After standing for a while, he only listened to the smallpox Dao: "Okay, this matter is over, from now on, the Immortal Dust Sect is extinct, let's find a place to talk and discuss the future." As soon as the words fell, I had already heard Pingbo Daodao: "What do you want to say?" only to hear Chen Rufeng say: "It is indeed the future." Brother Hexiang is going to be strange this time, we all have to make a good living and discuss it. After that, he glanced at Sima Lingyi, and said, "How about going to Lingshan to discuss?"

Before the words fell, the Pingbo Dao people had already jumped up: "What? Go to Lingshan again? Where is the discussion not a discussion, do you definitely want to go to Lingshan?" Somehow, as soon as the Pingbo Dao people spoke, Han Yiming was angry, but in front of so many division commanders here, it was inconvenient to speak. What's more, the senior brother was also on the spot, and the senior brother didn't make a sound, where did he still have the right to speak out? But he snorted coldly in his heart.

I only heard Chen Rufeng say: "Brother Pingbo Dao, this matter is extremely strange, the Immortal Dust Sect disappeared like this without us even realizing it, so we should be vigilant." This place is already dead, and although there may not be any accidents, it is better to leave early. Moreover, this matter is irreparable, and it is still Xu Tu's plan for later. If you can destroy the Immortal Dust Sect silently like this, you can naturally destroy any of our factions. I'm afraid that even if we are here, we can't avoid the eyes and ears of others. The best strategy is to go to the top of Lingshan together, where we can't trespass, and others can't come and go at will, and the precautions are also thorough, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as solid. Even our words won't be easily revealed!"

Pingbo Daoren sneered: "Hmph, Lingshan is really good at everything? I can still hear and see it!" He didn't say anything, Han Yiming didn't want to worry about him, as soon as he said it, Han Yiming suddenly remembered that when he had just arrived at Lingshan, he sent a voice to make it difficult for him, and the Xuanshu Daoist used the Immortal Mirror Dafa to peep on the side, and couldn't help but sneer.

His sneer didn't make a sound, but Pingbo Daoren heard it, and immediately looked at him, his eyes were on fire, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Little rabbit cub, who are you listening to?" Han Yiming couldn't hold back anymore, and sneered again, someone pulled his placket, Han Yiming knew that it was Shen Rufu who pulled his sleeve, but he didn't look back, only said: "Well, the Taoist can naturally see it, with the seven-ring treasure mirror, what can't you see? He knew that it was the Xuanshu Daoist who used the Immortal Mirror Dafa that day, but he casually put this matter on the Pingbo Daoist, and he expected the Pingbo Daoist to jump up, but he saw the anger between the Pingbo Daoist's eyes, gritted his teeth, but stopped talking.

It turned out that although the Xuanshu Daoist used the Immortal Mirror Dafa that day, the treasure mirror used was really the seven-ring treasure mirror of the Pingbo Dao people. Han Yiming said casually, and when he saw that Pingbo Daoren's expression had changed greatly, he was stunned for a moment, and then he knew that he was right, he was really peeping at Lingshan. It was also unexpected, and I didn't know what to say for a while. The two were at a stalemate for a moment, but Chen Rufeng opened his mouth first and said, "Okay, Brother Pingbo Dao, you are too easy to be serious." A junior, just say something casually. You don't have to care if it's right or wrong, true or not. What kind of cultivation are you, what kind of cultivation is he, can we still deal with a junior? If you care about the words of a junior like this, can you still care about it?"

Ping Bodao's face was slightly embarrassed, but he snorted coldly in his nose, glanced at Han Yiming fiercely, and turned his gaze away. Chen Rufeng's words, Han Yiming heard very clearly, and after thinking about it, he knew that although he was trying to persuade Pingbo Dao people, he also said it to himself. Pingbo Dao is narrow-minded, and it is difficult for him not to worry about himself, but he does not have to meet with him. Chen Rufeng said: "Sima Lingyi is the senior brother of Lingshan, let's go to Lingshan to discuss, but I want to ask you to prophet the head of Lingshan, and open the mountain gate for us to lead the way up the mountain." ”

Sima Lingyi said: "Senior, please rest assured, I will go and ask the master to open the mountain gate, and ask all the teachers to go to Lingshan together." With a flick of his fingers, the lapidium sword on his back came out of the box and lay across his eyes. Sima Lingyi stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, stared for a moment, and said, "Go." The sparkling light on the blue gold sword lit up, and each of them broke out of the sword and slashed into the distance. Although it was daytime, the faint luster was still very bright and conspicuous, Han Yiming and Shen Ruofu glanced at each other, and then looked at the people of Pingbo Dao. I saw that Pingbo Daoren's eyes were also facing him, and his eyes were quite annoyed, and he had a great deal of revenge from then on.

He looked vicious over there, but Han Yiming was indescribably funny here. This evil Taoist is really narrow-minded to the extreme, and he will have a grudge again.

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It's very hot, it's been a hot weekend! How's everyone having fun?