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The Zhenshan God Bell on the Purple Frost Mountain rang thirteen times for the whole day. [Latest chapter reading.]

The Nine Peaks and Twelve Mountains of the Sumeru Sect instantly seemed to be poured with boiling oil, and the fried flying beast pulled a butt of shit. A few guys who were riding in the air immediately fled with their swords, leaving only their fellow disciples who had been smashed by on the ground and scolding the sky.

"Senior Brother in Charge!" Several rays of light and shadow fell from mid-air, led by an old man in an ink-colored robe.

There were seven people following him, including two women. Wearing a skirt of multicolored light gauze, as she walks, she flies up and down, and there is a faint streamer passing through.

"Senior Brother Master!" everyone rushed into the main hall.

It was still an old man, walking around in a pale yellow robe, and when he saw them coming, he shouted excitedly: "There is movement in Luoxia Peak!

"I know!" a bearded middle-aged man laughed, "What can make you ring the Purple Gold Bell!

The two women were overjoyed: "Then let's go to Luoxia Peak, the junior brother will definitely be able to succeed in crossing the tribulation this time and ascend as soon as possible!"

"Let's go!" Several people are more than a thousand years old, but they are as happy as children, only the senior brother in charge who walks at the end pouts.

If that kid wanted to fly, he would have flown more than a hundred years ago......

"Aqing...... You wait for me, and I'll go to you right away. ”

Ying Qingcang watched Xin Qing close her eyes and stroke her white hair and wrinkled face, and her heart was unusually calm. When he was done dealing with the afterlife, he sat alone next to Xin Qing's tombstone and closed his eyes with her favorite flower.

"......" But what is the situation now?

Ying Qingcang sat up and found himself in an ancient house, wearing a red robe. There are dark golden lines on the cuffs and edges, and I don't know what material it is, but the naked eye can see streaks of golden light wandering away.

"Ah Qing......" Ying Qing stood up violently, but his head suddenly slammed violently, and countless fragments hugged his cranial nerve center, and even his temples bulged.

Rao is always cold Ying Qingcang, he couldn't help but roar twice and sat back down.

"Senior brother, junior brother!"

I don't know how long it took, Ying Qingcang slowly opened his eyes, from shock to sadness, and finally calmed down.

"Senior brother, junior brother, let's go in!"

The people outside were still chattering, and Ying Qingcang stood up and walked out slowly.

The vast hall showed a hazy beauty in the clouds of the setting sun, and even the gorgeous star incense candles were never extinguished, as if they had never changed in a hundred years, and everything was like yesterday.

"Senior brother?"

Seeing a young man in a red robe come out, Du Ruo called out cautiously.

"Boss, come on!" came the sound of hushing behind him, and the other seven people a few meters away were wincing their eyebrows.

Damn, aren't you afraid? You cattle! Du Ruo glared at them fiercely.

"Has the Sumeru Sect gone out of business?" the young man said slowly, "You are all so idle. ”

Du Ruo: "...... Going out of business?"

"It's disbanded. ”

Everyone: Oh

What should I do if my little junior brother has slept for a hundred years and is even more terrible......

"I didn't ...... There was no dissolution. Du Ruo felt that he was the most undignified leader, "Little junior brother...... Are you alright?"

Ying Qingcang's face was impatient, and the blind could see it.

But no one knew why he was impatient.

Whoever thinks he is dead and is ready to reincarnate and continue to live the next life with his daughter-in-law, suddenly finds that the past is just a dream, and it is a catastrophe for him to go to the world.

"Hehe......" Ying Qingcang wants to beat people now.

"Little junior brother?" Du Ruo couldn't help but take a step back.

Ying Qingcang pursed the corners of his mouth: "Since it hasn't been disbanded, help me find someone." ”

"What?" Du Ruo didn't react, "Find ...... Looking for whom?"

Ying Qingcang waved his hand, and a face appeared in the air.

"Such an ugly woman must be an ordinary person, right?" Du Ruo looked at the woman drawn with a spell, and didn't notice that Ying Qingcang's face immediately darkened after he had just finished speaking.

The seven people in the back didn't look good, and they swished into seven rays of light and rushed out of the main hall.

A minute later, with a scream, Du Ruo rolled down the mountain......

"Which of you is going?" the peach-faced beauty twisted her waist, "we must ask him who that woman is, otherwise how will we find it." ”

The other six people stretched out their hands in unison: "The old way." ”

"Rock-paper-scissors!"

"Ahaha, Momozen lost!"

The woman with a peach face with a cold face flew up to Luoxia Peak with a peach blossom.

"Little junior brother, I'll come in and take a look at the portrait of the beautiful woman just now!"

The door of Luoxia Hall is closed, although Tao Ran is the master of Yifeng Peak, he usually dares to pull the beard of the master, but he doesn't dare to push the door in, the little junior brother inside is a psychopath......

With a few snaps, the door of the temple opened by itself.

A scroll flew out of it.

"Let the disciples of the sect go to find it, I will leave tomorrow, and you must notify me immediately if there is news." ”

Momozen caught the scroll and said again.

"Don't bother me about things that have nothing to do with her. ”

Three hundred years ago, the Sumeru Sect was just one of the many sects that broke the Metaverse, and one hundred and fifty years ago, the ten-year-old Ying Qing Cang successfully built the foundation, which surprised and delighted the entire Breaking Metaverse.

One hundred and twenty years ago, the demons joined forces to fight the demons, and Ying Qingcang single-handedly killed the leader of the demons, and sealed the demons into the northernmost forest of the Broken Metaverse.

Immediately afterwards, a hundred years ago, Yingqing Cangdu ascended, but unexpectedly there was an accident on the way, and then he couldn't wake up for a long time, until now......

"Are you stupid or not, let him go out!" Du Ruo was very happy to know that Ying Qingcang waved his sleeves and ran away.

The other six suddenly reacted and nodded their heads.

Yes, yes, yes, we can't let him bully us all the time, isn't it .......

"Besides, in the past few decades, some people have been in retreat because of Qingcang, thinking that there is no one in our Sumeru Sect, and they are becoming more and more arrogant. Du Ruo suddenly laughed.

"Aha, let them be arrogant, it's better to bump into the hands of the little junior brother hahahaha!"

There are two people who, as he said, are particularly lucky...... is standing in front of Ying Qingcang.

"Hey, are you from the Sumeru Sect?"

Ying Qingcang was stopped as soon as he came out of the mountain gate, and he raised his hand to conjure a scroll: "Have you seen this girl?"

“…… What the hell? I ask you if you're from the Sumeru sect. The other party obviously didn't take him seriously, and reached out and wanted to throw the painting away.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch the scroll, they suddenly burst into flames.

"Ahhh

"What are you doing?" Seeing that the fire was extinguished, his companion asked Ying Qingcang, "Since they are all Taoist friends, why did they hurt people for no reason?"

Ying Qingcang put away the flower scroll, probably thinking that these two idiots should not have seen Xin Qing.

He thinks that since he can return to this world, then Xin Qing, who has been a husband and wife with him for a lifetime, may also be a person from here and can come back......

"Damn!" the guy with the burned hand didn't know what he used, and the wound was healed in one fell swoop. But he angrily drew his sword and stabbed towards Ying Qingcang.

His companion hurriedly stopped him: "Are you crazy? We are here to deliver invitations, maybe he is from the Sumeru Sect." ”

"What's the matter? I'll chop off one of his hands first!"

After speaking, I felt that my eyes flickered, and there was no one in front of me......

"Gone?"

"Nonsense, thankfully gone. The other hurriedly said, "Do you see what realm he is? Can't you see it? That must be better than us, hurry up and find your way, send the invitation card early, and go back early." ”

"What are you afraid of, the current Sumeru Sect is not what it used to be, I heard that Ying Qingcang was killed by lightning a hundred years ago......

The legendary Ying Qingcang, who was killed by thunder, frowned, and didn't understand why someone always stopped him, and he shouldn't have come down from the sky just now.

"This great immortal, you will definitely be immortal! Please save us!"

A row of ordinary people knelt in front of him, kowtowing and crying.

"You ......" He originally wanted to take out the scroll and ask these ordinary people if they had seen Xin Qing, but before he could finish speaking, he heard an angry roar in the distance.

"Daxian help, help!" The people trembled with fright from the roar, and several fainted.

Ying Qingcang frowned slightly, mortals couldn't see the black qi, but he could see a huge beast head on the small river outside the town, floating in the air and roaring into the river.

"There is a monster in our town, and several people have been eaten, and the monster is on the river. The old man, who was presumably the mayor of the town, plucked up the courage to say, "That's the only water source in our town." ”

"Woooooooooo......oo But now no one dares to fetch water, and if the monsters don't eat us like this, we'll die of thirst......"

A row of people knelt in front of Ying Qingcang and wept bitterly, seeing that the old man was about to reach out and pull his robe, which had a booger on it.

"Get out of the way, or I'm going to see. Ying Qingcang took a step back.

The common people immediately made way for him and waved handkerchiefs at him......

Ying Qingcang walked slowly to the other side of the town, the original good scenery of green mountains and green waters was destroyed by the black gas shrouded in the river. His eyes tightened, and he felt right just now.

Demonic ......

"Come out. Ying Qingcang looked at the beast head in the air, and the guy didn't know what it was, a big hand fell from the sky and wanted to slap him to death.

"Roar...... "The beast head roared, as if it was very angry.

Ying Qingcang was a little strange, according to his memory, there are no demons in this continent now, but this monster is full of demonic energy.

"No......" He suddenly raised his hand and pinched the magic trick.

There's something in the river!

The beast's head fell into the air, and it seemed to be even more angry.

Ying Qingcang ignored him, raised his hand and shot a sword light into the river, and the river instantly churned, rolling to both sides like boiling water. Then a large stain of blood stained the river red, and a shell more than half a man tall floated from it.

"Roar......" The beast head in the air was obviously in a hurry, and it was about to come over and bite the shell.

Ying Qingcang waved his sleeves slightly, and the shells turned into scum in an instant as if they had been crushed by something.

The beast head in mid-air suddenly fell silent, and then bit towards Ying Qingcang as if it had reacted.

"You cultivate demons. Ying Qingcang said lightly, and then waved his sleeves again, and the steaming black gas around the beast's head faded a lot.

"Roar!" the beast's head screamed even more harshly, but after it finished screaming, it suddenly and quickly retreated, and soon disappeared from mid-air.