As the enlightenment patriarch of the Eastern Regions, no one can shake the status of the Missionary Sect, this is the birthplace of the entire Eastern Regions cultivation world, and it is the holy land of the cultivation world!

On August 15th, the disciples of the Missionary Sect got married, and the invitations of the Missionary Sect were sent to all sects and factions in the Eastern Regions, to all countries and cities, and even to other regions!

As the largest cultivation holy place in the entire Eastern Regions, there are not a few people who can cross the moat behind them, and there are very few people in other domains who can interact with the Missionary Sect, and almost all of them are the most powerful inheritances in a domain.

Xuanzong, as one of the few sects in the Eastern Regions that has produced the Red Dust Immortals, naturally also received the invitation of the Missionary Sect, not to mention that the bride is a disciple of the Missionary Sect - Long Qingyao!

On the night of the full moon on August 15, it is the time of the wedding of Luo Xingchen and Long Qingyao, when the Missionary Sect will gather all sects and sects throughout the Eastern Regions, and gather more than eighty percent of the famous monks in the Eastern Regions to watch the ceremony.

The invitation fell into the hands of Xuanzong Wu Qingxuan, and the missionary messenger held his head high and said, "On August 15, the missionary sect welcomes the arrival of Sect Master Wu, after all...... The young lady is your close disciple, and I would like to ask you to give you a face!"

Click-

Under Wu Qingxuan's seat, the gilded chair symbolizing the head of the house was forcibly broken by him, his face was flushed, and he suppressed his anger.

"Now, it's not yet August 15, isn't it a little early for Your Excellency's young lady to call?" Wu Qingxuan gritted his teeth and said slowly, word by word.

"Hahahaha......"

The messenger looked up to the sky and laughed, extremely arrogant, and said, "The disciples of the Missionary Sect have never missed a beat, not to mention that this is a duck that has been cooked, can it still fly?"

"The bride who can be the young master of my missionary sect is her tenth...... Oh no! It's a blessing from her hundred generations of cultivation, what's the matter? Could it be that Xuanzong has an opinion?"

The messenger ignored the existence of Xuanzong and the others, raised his arms slightly, looked around at everyone, and said, "It's just a red dust immortal, Xuanzong ......"

"Hehe, do you really think that you are a big family? This world pays attention to the right door, if it weren't for Long Qingyao's natural Dao saint body, he would have sent me to the Missionary Sect as a maid, and the Missionary Sect would not have paid attention to it!"

"It's too much to deceive people......" Under Wu Qingxuan's seat, a disciple got up, the long sword in his hand came out of the sheath with a bang, the sea of blood rolled behind him, and the killing intent rose monstrously, and he was about to make a move with the messenger.

"What?

The messenger turned to look at the disciple and said, "If there is really a kind, then try it! You are now disrespectful to the Missionary Sect with your long sword unsheathed, if it weren't for Long Qingyao and Er to come out of the same sect, you Xuanzong would be destroyed today!"

The gilded chair in Wu Qingxuan's hand, which was broken by him, was crushed by him, and said, "Old Seven, sit down!"

This person is the seventh of Wu Qingxuan's ten disciples, looked up at Wu Qingxuan, gritted his teeth and said, "Master......"

"Sit down!"

Wu Qingxuan snorted vigorously, and the momentum of being the master of a sect crushed him, and he blasted at Lao Qi, and said, "What's the matter, I don't even listen to the words of the teacher?"

Lao Qi was so pressed by Wu Qingxuan's momentum that he bent down, sat on the ground with a bang, the long sword in his hand clanged to the ground, and sat in place dejectedly!

"Hahahaha......"

The messenger laughed and said, "That's what you say! Young people should not be too impulsive! They are so impulsive if they have not experienced the beating of society!"

"Learn from your masters, being a man is not something that can be done with blood!"

The messenger laughed, then glanced at Lao Qi with disdain, and said: "We monks are fighting for their lives with the heavens and with people, you don't even have the courage to make a move, you have to cultivate yourself...... What's the use?"

"If you don't even have the courage to attack your own enemies, how can you talk about going against the sky?"

In Lao Qi's heart, the Dao heart was shaken, his right hand trembled slightly, and his state of mind began to shake at this moment, and he began to doubt what his purpose was in cultivating for decades!

"Enough!"

Wu Qingxuan shouted vigorously, interrupting the messenger's words and calming Lao Qi's Dao heart.

"Lord Messenger, the invitation has been received, and it will not be sent far away!"

Wu Qingxuan raised his hand and signaled that the messenger could go.

"Hahahaha...... On the fifteenth day of August, I was waiting for the arrival of Sect Master Wu in the Missionary Sect!" The messenger glanced at Wu Qingxuan slightly, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"When the time comes, Wu will definitely be there on time!" Wu Qingxuan gritted his teeth and said word by word.

"Don't send it!"

The messenger flicked his sleeves, strode out of the Qingxuanfeng Hall with his hands behind his back, and laughed: "Xuanzong has raised a good disciple, but it is only the furnace of the Evangelist Sect...... Hahahaha......"

"Click-"

The gilded seat under Wu Qingxuan's seat was torn apart, and it was half of the anger that was forcibly suppressed!

In Wu Qingxuan's hand, there was a big red invitation, on which was a gilded word "Xi".

Wu Qingxuan trembled and opened it, which was the content of the invitation, August 15, Luo Xingchen and Long Qingyao were overjoyed!

"Master, are we really going to the Missionary Sect?" one of them got up, looked at Wu Qingxuan with righteous indignation, and said, "The little junior sister was kidnapped by the Missionary Sect, and there is nothing we can do to save her, do we still want to watch her walk into the fire pit with our own eyes?"

Wu Qingxuan got up, stared at the invitation in his hand, and said, "Go!

"I wanted Chen Fan to go and rescue Qing Yao, but I never thought that the Missionary Sect would be so impatient, how could Chen Fan be alone at this time?"

Wu Qingxuan mourned and said, "Chen Fan is alone and helpless, and he is facing the Missionary Sect alone, this is too heavy for him, we shouldn't let him carry such a burden alone." ”

"Let's go! I, Wu Qingxuan, am gambling on my life, and I want to help Chen Fan rescue Qingyao!"

In Wu Qingxuan's hand, a wrench flew out and landed in Luo Feng's hand, and said, "Senior brother, from today onwards, you are the Sect Master of Xuanzong!

He walked down and said, "From today on, the Sect Master of Xuanzong is Lord Luo Feng!"

"Senior brother in charge......" Lord Luo Feng held his wrench and stopped talking.

"I know that you have no intention of power, but in the entire Xuanzong, in fact, you are the most suitable person to be the sect master. ”

Wu Qingxuan said: "Since the establishment of Xuanzong for thousands of years, how could he have been bullied to such a point, his disciples were robbed and used as a furnace, I am ashamed of my ancestors!"

Tears flashed in the corners of Wu Qingxuan's eyes, and he said: "If I can't save Qingyao, I will never step into Xuanzong for the rest ......of my life."

After speaking, Wu Qingxuan rushed out of the Qingxuan Peak Hall and disappeared into the distance.

"Meet the sect master!" At the feet of Lord Luo Feng, everyone bowed down!

Lord Luo Feng looked in the direction where Wu Qingxuan had disappeared, and his hands trembled as he took the wrench.

The Sword Sect, the disciples and elders of the Sword Sect with heads and faces gathered together, Jian Yi, as the strongest person in the Sword Sect and the sect master of the Sword Sect, sat high above and looked at the messenger of the Missionary Sect, and said, "On August 15, the Sword Sect will definitely go to the Missionary Sect to observe the gift of the Missionary Sect." ”

This messenger is much more low-key than Xuanzong's, and he hugged his fists and said, "Congratulations to the Sword Sect when the time comes!"

The messenger of the Missionary Sect left, and as soon as the sword opened the gilded invitation, he said disdainfully: "The things that occupy the magpie's nest dare to call themselves the Missionary Sect?"

"Who wants to walk on the night of the full moon on August 15?"

As one of the top major sects in the Eastern Regions, the Sword Sect has a very comprehensive understanding of the affairs of the Missionary Sect, and I don't know when the Missionary Sect of the year is no longer what it was back then, but has become a family of the family.

At this time, Jian Twenty-four stepped forward, bowed down, and said, "Sect Master, the disciple is willing to do it for you, go this way!"

Jian Yi looked at Jian Twenty-four and said, "Yes, the cultivation has improved, since this is the case, then let you go!"

"Yes!"

Sword Twenty-Four respectfully accepted the invitation and stepped aside.

"Stand down if you're fine!" said Kenyi.

Jian Twenty-four withdrew with the invitation in his hand, thinking in his heart that the person named Chen Fan was very eager!

That is definitely a respectable opponent, on the night of the full moon on August 15, there will inevitably be a good show, but I don't know how far Chen Fan's cultivation has reached now.

Sword Twenty-Four can't wait to see the good scene on August 15.

Izumo Country, Chen Fan and his entourage of four people walked in the capital of Izumo Country, looking at the liveliness of Izumo Country, Fu Jiaqing was very cheerful, pulling Qiuhong everywhere to look at the rouge gouache on the stall, and bought a lot of them after a while.

After walking for a few days, the group of four people was also a little tired, so they found Yijia Teahouse and sat down.

"Xiao Er, a pot of tea!" Chen Fan sat down and shouted to the shopkeeper.

"Okay, guest officer, wait a minute!" the little two hurriedly replied.

At this time, the voices of four or five monks at the next table came into Chen Fan's ears.

On the full moon night of August 15 next month, the Missionary Sect will celebrate its great joy, and the Missionary Sect will invite monks from all over the world to attend the ceremony. ”

Another said: "Cut, this is already known to the whole world, okay?"

"Hey, I really envy that woman, she was actually taken by the heirs of the Missionary Sect, and now she soared into the sky and became the future mistress of the Missionary Sect!"

"If I were a woman......," the man said with envy.

In Chen Fan's hand, the teacup fell to the ground, and it shattered with a click, he turned around and lifted the man's collar, lifted the man up, and said angrily: "What did you say?

His eyes were full of murderous aura, which frightened the man and said, "The descendant of the Missionary Sect will marry on August 15......

This moment happened so fast that even the three Qiuhong beside him didn't react!

When the few people at the table saw that their companions were suddenly locked by their collars, they were furious, and the blades in their hands were instantly unsheathed, and they said angrily: "Let him go......"

"Are the heirs of the Missionary Sect you are talking about called Falling Stars?"

In Chen Fan's eyes, the anger was surging and the killing intent rose to the sky, and he said angrily: "Is he marrying a woman named Long Qingyao?"

"You...... How did you...... How do you know that the woman's name is Long Qingyao's ......" The man was trembling, obviously frightened, although he was a cultivator, but after all, he was only an existence in the Qi refining period, where could he withstand Chen Fan's anger?

"Ah...... Ah......h

Chen Fan threw the man out of the door, smashed the door of the teahouse, and rolled out into the street.

He looked up to the sky and roared, and the roar was like a shockwave, breaking through a large hole in the roof of the teahouse.

"Falling Stars......

Chen Fan shouted angrily, rose to the sky, and smashed the roof of the teahouse with a bang!

In the teahouse, everyone squatted on the ground or crawled under the table with their ears covered, their faces full of horror!

Qiu Hong stepped on her feet, rose to the sky, and pressed one hand on Chen Fan's shoulder.

Chen Fan's eyes were blood-red, he had lost his mind at this moment, his shoulders moved, and his vitality rushed out of it, blasting towards Qiu Hong's palm.

A huge force came, and Qiu Hong was suddenly knocked backwards, and took half a step back to stabilize her figure.

She grabbed Chen Fan again and shouted angrily: "Chen Fan, you calm me down......"

The moment Chen Fan turned around, the spear was in his hand, his eyes were blood-red, and he stabbed Qiu Hong's abdomen.

At such a distance, Chen Fan lost his mind with a shot, Qiu Hong had almost no room to dodge, and twisted his waist hard, but he still couldn't dodge it after all.

Hearing the sound of a spear entering her body, Qiu Hong's abdomen was instantly pierced by a spear, but she dodged sideways and failed to stab the vital point!

Qiu Hong showed a painful expression on her face, but she still held on to Chen Fan and shouted angrily: "Wake me up......"

Chen Fan pulled out the spear in his hand, raised his foot and pumped it on Qiu Hong's abdomen, instantly pumping her away!

At this time, several masters in the Izumo Imperial Palace came to kill!

"Who dares to make trouble in the Imperial Capital of Izumo Kingdom?" one of them asked as he slapped Chen Fan's head at the killer.

Chen Fan raised his head, looked at the man with blood-red eyes, and blasted out a punch, slamming into the man's palm, blasting it upside down.

Seeing this, the rest of the people didn't dare to be careless, and they each showed their blades to kill Chen Fan.

Crackling -

There was a burst of violence, and in Chen Fan's palm, thunder and lightning burst out, blasting the killer upside down, and the spear in his hand picked up, pumping one of them away.

The master of Izumo Country was blown away by Chen Fan in a flash, and Chen Fan, who was furious, had no lethality or destructive power that ordinary people could guess.

The vitality of his body rolled out, and suddenly, Chen Fan's head was crooked, and he made a free fall under his head and feet, and fell violently, blasting out a big hole in the teahouse below again.

Qiu Hongxiu was running, suppressed the injury, swooped down, carried Chen Fan in the ruins, and rushed out of the teahouse in an instant.

Zhao Wuregret and Fu Jiaqing followed instantly.

Out of the imperial city, Qiu Hong put Chen Fan down and stopped his injuries, and after a while, Zhao Wuregret and Fu Jiaqing chased after the two.

"Sister Qiuhong, what's wrong with him?, how could he suddenly get out of control?" The little county lord of Izumo Kingdom showed a concerned greeting, and he was very concerned about his concubine.

Qiu Hong shook her head slightly, indicating that she didn't know.

But she understood very well that Chen Fan was angry when she heard the news of the marriage between Falling Stars and Long Qingyao on August 15, which led to the loss of consciousness.

"Uh......"

Chen Fan raised his hand, pressed it on his forehead, and woke up leisurely.

"Uh...... Where am I?"

Chen Fan let out a painful snort, covered his head and rolled on the ground, and howled in pain: "My head hurts...... Ah......h

Ignoring the dehiscence of the wound, Qiu Hong stepped forward and pressed Chen Fan, saying, "Chen Fan, calm me down......"

Perhaps it was Qiu Hong's angry shout that played a role, Chen Fan stopped rolling and suddenly got up and left.

Qiu Hong caught up with Chen Fan and said, "Chen Fan, can you calm down? You go now, what else can you do but send you to death?"

Qiu Hong said sharply: "Not only can't you save Long Qingyao, but you will also lose your life!"

Chen Fan stopped, looked back at Qiu Hong, and shouted angrily: "Calm down, how can you let me calm down? She will get married on August 15, even if she dies, I will rescue her." ”

"And what about them?"

Qiu Hong pointed at Zhao Wuregret and Fu Jiaqing, and asked sharply: "You brought Zhao Wuregret out, and said that you want to make him famous all over the world and be a big hero, but what about you? You are going to die now, what do you let him do?"

Chen Fan looked at Zhao Wuregret and Fu Jiaqing, his eyes struggled for a moment, then looked at Qiu Hong and said, "Boss, I know that you are not an ordinary person, can you please help me appease the two of them!"

"Can't!"

Qiu Hong refused: "Zhao Wuregret was brought out by you, so you have to take care of him yourself, and I don't allow you to send him to death......"

"No! I must go!"

Tears flashed in Chen Fan's eyes, and he said, "On the night of the full moon on August 15, I must go to the Missionary Sect, otherwise, I will not forgive my ......."

He was overwhelmed with grief and remembered all the ......

Qiu Hong looked at him seriously, and finally said: "Okay, I will send them to Tianyun City, and then you will come to save them, in Tianyun City, only you can enter and exit freely, if you don't come, let them be in Tianyun City for the rest of their lives......"

Chen Fan's eyes were full of tears, he bowed to Qiuhong, and said: "The boss lady is very kind, Chen Fan is unforgettable......

I wanted to bring Zhao Wuregret to inquire about the news, but who would have thought that the Missionary Sect would get married so soon, which completely disrupted his plan.

I thought that it would be impossible to get married within three or five years, but the Missionary Sect chose to get married at this time, what was it for, why did the Missionary Sect rob Long Qingyao at any cost, why was he so anxious and wanted to get married?

These are like mysteries hanging over Chen Fan's heart, making him linger!

Chen Fan turned around and left resolutely.

Qiu Hong turned her head and glanced at Zhao Wuregret and Fu Jiaqing, the behavior of the Missionary Sect also disrupted her plans.

She had to go back to Tianyun City one more time.

When Qiu Hong came back, Fu Jiaqing couldn't wait to step forward and ask, "Sister Qiu Hong, where did he go, Master Horse?

Qiu Hong sighed and said, "He went to the Missionary Sect to save people!"

She said: "Now that the matter is now, there is no need to hide it, the person Chen Fan likes is the bride of the missionary sect on August 15, he is here to save people!"

"What about us?" Zhao Wuregret asked blankly.

"Gray Heaven Yong City!" Qiu Hong gritted her teeth and said: "Go back to Tian Yong City to cultivate, if Chen Fan does not die, he will definitely come back to us, if he dies, the day he succeeds in cultivation, he will avenge him!"

Qiu Hong didn't wait for the two to agree, and carried the two of them up to the sky and rushed back to the road they came.

It's not far away to go back to Tianyun City here! Qiuhong flew with all her might, and it was only more than half an hour before she returned to Tianyun City!

Qiu Hong threw the two of them to the Red Dust Inn and hurried out!

Under the bamboo pole hanging from the sky, the old blind man said: "Miss, now the plan is messed up, we ......"

"Don't move!" Qiu Hong looked indifferent and said: "Look at the form first, if you can't do it this time, you can only wait for the next opportunity!"

"I didn't expect that the Luo family couldn't wait so much, so who was Long Qingyao, who made the Luo family disregard their reputation, and they would get married in less than half a year after robbing the other party?"

Qiu Hong couldn't figure it out, if it weren't for the fact that the family was so anxious, maybe they would still have a chance, and when Chen Fan grew up, maybe it would be easy to take back everything that belonged to them.

Unfortunately, this step of the Missionary sect completely disrupted her plan.