Chapter 11: Gloomy as a ghost

"Qinglong, dead?" A long roar sounded, Di Xiao fell to the ground, and his tall body collapsed like a century-old weathered boulder.

The Haoxuan Tianyang Sword returned to calm after the sword qi erupted, but it still hummed, as if it was moved by Di Xiao's joy, anger and sorrow. Taiyi's shadow was swept away by that extremely strong sword aura, Yan Yi got up from the ground, squinted at the scabbard behind Di Xiao's back, and didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

"Senior brother, what's going on?" Yan Yi frowned, looking at this soulless young man, at such a young age, how could he be put down the mountain by the master of the sect, and still carry the Haoxuan Tianyang Sword of the town sect?

Qinglong is dead.

Di Wei's face slowly turned cold.

"I don't even know who he is, but I know he's important to me. When he got up from the ground again, it was as if he had changed into a different person, and the wisps of black and sticky under his eyes were dripping, and he felt that it was a congenital poison that came with birth.

Let's go to Xuancheng first, and the two of us will leave after a short stop.

He walked forward step by step with his sword on his back, and that night Ren Huan of Li Wumei Blossom quietly left from the verdant trees, without looking at the corpses everywhere.

Taiyi's shadow has no subordinates, and the same is true of the night walk of Daming brocade.

Poof.

The crumbling Di Wei fell to the ground again on an unsteady footing, and viscous blood flowed from under his body in all directions.

"This ......" Yan Yi's face was cloudy, and finally suppressed the fierce emotions in his heart and reached out to grab the Haoxuan Tianyang Sword behind Di Xiao.

"Wow!" The invisible wave of qi spread, Yan Yi retreated again and again, and his face was completely gloomy.

"Take them back and take care of them. ”

Be. The shadow arched his hand, and the two of them jumped up with Di Wei and Li Mobai in their arms respectively, and rose several times between the towering ancient trees, a large shadow covered the sky, Yan Yi, the only son of the Seven Elders, looked at the departing subordinates, and suddenly opened his mouth to spurt blood, the right hand behind him trembled slightly, a three-inch-long wound was smooth, and red blood oozed from the palm.

What a Haoxuan Tianyang Sword, unexpectedly, will protect this kid.

"It's too one. The narrow phoenix eyes narrowed into a slit, and the thin lips pursed like a blade.

Thin-lipped men are cool and thin.

Xuancheng, the autumn of the thirteenth year of the great tomorrow

A curtain of smoke and rain and a curtain of fog

"Father, what is the origin of that kid, he actually brought Zhibao down the mountain, is it possible, is it a disciple of the master?"

The old man looked at the drizzle outside, and the darkness in his eyes had never been so deep.

"Stupid, there is only one person in charge of the Haoxuan Tianyang for thousands of years, this time this son went down the mountain, and the master sent him with the Haoxuan Tianyang Sword, it is nothing more than that he is afraid that his Qi Soul Seal will not be able to suppress the shadow and our four elders, after all, Taiyi has never had a precedent for the junior to be on top, if you forcibly pull out the Haoxuan Tianyang Sword, I am afraid that the remaining three old immortals will already stand on the ruins of this place at this time. Li Tianyao's personality is not gentle, otherwise he would not have been called a catastrophe back then, and he never asked the reason for killing people at that time. ”

Yan Yi's face became more and more gloomy: "But with this sword to deter, it is inevitable that my father's face will be lost, what if he is in charge, how can the status of the nine elders be lower than him?"

Unspeakable, unspeakable, cautious in words and deeds, troubled times can be safe.

"The meridians in this son's body are different from ordinary people, the muscles and bones are strong, the life element is abundant, and he can recover so quickly by the Qi backlash, it must not be idle, the three elders more than 20 years ago, but they picked up a treasure, no matter what, first ask their intentions and whereabouts, if it has nothing to do with the shadow of Xuancheng, let him go. Yan Chaoyang waved his hand: "Go down, people have woken up, I'll go to find out, don't rush for quick success and quick profit, don't do whatever you want, if not, you stand this year, why is your father still unwilling to hand over the affairs of Xuancheng Shadow to you? You, it's time to be sensible." ”

Yan Yi nodded and slowly retreated.

"Qinglong, he's dead. The voice was so sudden that it was so fast that even Yan Chaoyang didn't react, and a drop of cold sweat slipped down his sideburns.

"You're awake. The old man turned around and showed a kind smile: "Third Senior Brother's apprentice, I don't know your name yet." ”

"Qinglong, he's dead. Turning around, it was a face with empty eyes and tears at the corners of the eyes, a murderous aura that had dried up for a long time subconsciously escaped from the body, Yan Chaoyang was covered in sweat and hair, and the three shadows hidden in the room made an attack posture at the same time, and the blade was quietly unsheathed.

"This place is Xuancheng, and the old man is the shadow leader of Xuancheng, Yan Chaoyang, has your master ever mentioned the old man to you?"

Face...... Chao yang?

He stopped the trembling of his shoulders, a struggling color appeared in his hollow pupils, and finally nodded.

The always gentle drizzle in Xuancheng flashed and thundered in an instant.

"Disciple Di Xiao, I have seen the Seven Elders. The sadness rendered by the simplicity was actually engulfed in the rolling fog, Yan Chaoyang's hand trembled for a moment, as if he saw a trace of blood in the shadows?

It's okay, it's okay, the old man sees that the meridians in your body are scattered, and the internal wounds are quite deep, so stay here, take some herbs to regulate qi and blood, and warm the meridians, and then it's not too late to go on the road. The old man nodded, and took a deep look at the tattoo on Di Wei's eyebrows.

Good guy, it's really favored, Taiyi Sect Qi Soul Seal, Thunder Pattern, if there is still Haoyang Bone, isn't it the joint disciple of Chunyuan Heavenly Prison, Taiyi Sword Attendant and Thunder Keeper?

"Xiao'er, you came down the mountain this time, but what's the matter?"

"The disciple was ordered to accompany the junior sister on a long journey to find relatives and return to the roots, as for where to go, the junior sister didn't say, and it was not easy for me as a senior brother to speak, I ...... I didn't want to go down the mountain, but I had nothing to do on the mountain, so I spent 24 years of practicing retreat and learning the method of immortality from my master, but now I have something to do. Di Wei licked his dry lips: "Seventh Elder, disciple dare to ask, do you know what the green dragon is?"

Yan Chaoyang's cold sweat soaked his back, and the pressure was getting bigger and bigger, as if a giant dragon was kissing his head.

"Green Dragon...... The green dragon is an ancient fierce beast, and the white tiger, Xuanwu, Vermilion Bird and the four fierce ancient evils, all evil, after the birth of the Sage, subdued the green dragon Vermilion Bird, beheaded the White Tiger, died Xuanwu, and the descendants served in the heavenly court, known as the four gods by the world, and the same as the unicorn called the five saints. ”

The green dragon is fierce, and then he is a demon god, not in the mortal world.

"Then dare you ask, where is Heavenly Court?"

Unspeakable, unspeakable, word of mouth, we are in the rolling red dust, birth, old age, sickness and death are 800 years old, how can we have that leisure, the qualification to participate in the way of heaven?

This Xuancheng is a fortune teller, saying that it is a fortune teller, but he only dares to count a birthday marriage, and only dares to say a civil and military appearance, who dares to criticize Lang Lang Lang Qiankun in the blue sky and daylight?

"Can't see, can't catch? But he ...... It's dead. ”

Di Wei turned back to his room in despair, tears in the corners of his eyes with a sense of anger.

Gloomy as a ghost.