Blood was spilled, but no one cared, but the bruised eyebrows of the Yuan Qingdao Daoist were slightly condensed, he was seriously injured, although he was chasing after the eagle, but he couldn't hold on for long, and the surrounding demon sect demons didn't know when they would surround him, once they stopped him, his plan to die would be in vain.

As soon as he thought of this, the spiritual power around the Yuan Qingdao Daoist became more and more violent, and he didn't see any movement, a glimmer of light flashed in his red eyes, like stars, flickering and flickering was quite weird, and the inexplicable qi slowly escaped from the surface of his body.

This qi machine is inexplicably weird, giving people a sense of desolation and twilight, like the sigh of an old man, with an extremely strong sense of vicissitudes, and in this way, slowly permeated this world.

It can be clearly seen that the face of the Yuan Qingdao Daoist began to appear old, the scattered ink hair danced in the wind, and the inexplicable power flowed among his black hair, and then, the silver filaments spontaneously passed from root to hair, just for a moment, his ink hair was gorgeous and white, as if at this moment, he had passed decades!

"Y-What have you done?" said the eagle's face changed suddenly, and he lost his voice in shock.

"Since today is certain death, I will burn up all my life, just to ...... Kill you!" Although his body was extremely old, the aura on Yuan Qingdao's body was surging at this moment, and the original violent momentum was directly suppressed by the powerful spiritual power that came suddenly, and his old figure also turned into countless phantoms at this moment.

"I can't imagine that the disciples of the righteous path are so crazy and resolute!" Crying Eagle regained his composure, looking at the rapidly approaching Yuan Qingdao people, his eyebrows furrowed again and again, and he felt tricky, and finally stopped, looked up at the Yuan Qingdao people who were roaring in front of him, his eyes were cold and shocking, and an amazing howl burst out of his mouth!

"Eagle Phoenix Method: Eagle Bo Sky!" The eagle stood on one foot, making the shape of a flying eagle, and the amazing spiritual power suddenly spread from his body, and in the blink of an eye, a wind-like vortex was formed around him, and the vortex condensed by the spiritual power was red and bewitching, with a breathtaking power, but it could smell a touch of awe-inspiring breath from it, which was even more weird.

"Is this the true power of his cultivation exercises?" the Qilin muttered, looking at the figure in the distance, his eyes condensed, and he looked at it carefully.

The two of them approached in an instant, and the Yuan Qing Daoist did not hesitate, and directly slapped down the blood-colored vortex with one palm, seeing death as home! This palm contained his life's cultivation, as well as the spiritual power of heaven and earth that he had frantically absorbed, plus the most amazing power in this life that he had burst out from burning all the remaining Shouyuan!

This palm, as fast as thunder and lightning, is still with electric light, and it is coming!

The earth-shattering roar of the explosion resounded in the sky, but the moment it touched the edge of the formation in the distance, it could no longer be heard, one side roared, and the other side was silent.

The monstrous dust waves swept away, surging and rolling as if they were about to rush to the sky, but a gust of wind suddenly blew in, blowing away all the smoke and dust in the sky, revealing one of the scenes.

"What an amazing power!" Qilin's fingertips fluoresced, frowning and condensing spiritual power to stabilize the formation, the power of the two of them at this moment made the enchantment he laid tremble a little, you can imagine the power of the Yuan Qing Daoist at this moment.

Staring at the smoke and dust, he was slightly surprised, but he was not surprised, everything was under control, just an insignificant episode.

In the dissipated smoke and dust, the eagle stood with a cold face, his clothes were somewhat broken, and the sleeve of his right arm was directly shattered, and he never even saw the fragments of the sleeve of his right arm, which was obviously annihilated into smoke and dust in the impact just now, and he could no longer find a trace.

The eagle bowed his head slightly, on the ground in front of him, the Yuan Qingdao people were lying quietly, their hair was scattered on the ground, soaked with blood under him, at this time he was lying on the ground, and he could no longer raise the slightest strength, his right hand that used the palm thunder was already shattered, and the blood flowed spontaneously, such a serious injury, almost no one could save him! More importantly, he burned all the Shouyuan, even if he could save it, he only had one day to live......

The old face of the Yuan Qingdao Daoist showed a trace of amazement and unwillingness, his eyes moved slightly, he looked at the eagle with difficulty, and a burst of ruddy welled up on his face, but he just opened his lips full of blood.

"Don't punish demons! I'm not reconciled to ......" He paused word by word, exhausted all his anger, and still opened his eyes, and then escalated and retreated, losing his luster in his eyes.

"You can only be unwilling!" "Crying Eagle's face was cold, the palm behind him was slightly spewed up with green smoke, the palm was full of scars, and he walked forward, but when he crossed the corpse of the Yuan Qingdao man, his steps staggered, and he suddenly opened his mouth and spurted blood, and his face was a little pale.

"Eagle, are you alright?" the Kirin asked from afar.

"The palm thunder known as the Daomen Sanqing Peerless Sect has such power, it's really unbelievable, forget it, let's explore the secrets of this Yulang sect first. The eagle looked at his palm, and the sharp pain in his palm made him frown slightly, but it was a moment of contemplation, but the pace under his feet did not stop, and he still walked forward, and the slightly scarred palm slowly recovered at this moment!

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In the City Lord's Mansion, after Liu Qingshan put several family heads into prison, he waited in the courtyard for the end of the conversation between several people in the hall, and after a while, Liu Qingshan turned around slightly, looking at the few people who walked out of the door with some strangeness, and when he saw Lu Zhan's condensed eyebrows, he was even more surprised.

"What's the surprise?" Zhang Yan asked with a smile on his face as he looked at Liu Qingshan.

"Senior brother doesn't dare to ......" Liu Qingshan suddenly lowered his head, although his face was serious, he could already feel a trace of pleasure in his eyes.

"Hehe, you don't have to be surprised, Senior Brother Chang Wu is a disciple of the Burial Immortal Peak and a subordinate of 'Dongtian', it is normal for him to be unruly, not to mention that he is straightforward, which is a little inconsistent with our temperament, and it is inevitable that Senior Brother Lu Zhan will suffer some dark losses. He explained his doubts softly, which made Liu Qingshan's face even more strange.

"This Venerable Master, you're leaving, aren't you?" Suddenly, an old voice came into everyone's ears, and Chang Wu looked back and saw the elderly worship elder standing on the side, looking at him with hesitation.

"It can be said that it has been delayed for an hour, and if it is delayed any longer, it may cause trouble. Chang Wu nodded slightly, he smiled at this old worship, they are all the same kind of people, usually not easy to see in the mortal world, there is a little sense of pity in his heart, and he has a few more words.

"Then return this 'punishment' book to the Venerable Master. The worship elder slowly took out the torture book in his sleeve, looked at the torture book reluctantly, and slowly handed it to Chang Wu.

All the disciples of the Immortal Sect looked at this scene with strange expressions, Xie Shuling took a step back without a trace, and looked at the old man in surprise, his face kept changing, and his eyes kept flowing on his body, but no matter where he looked at it, he couldn't see anything strange about this old man that could make Chang Wu value it so much.

"Hehe, since you like this torture book, then give it to you, this is something left to me by one of my masters, he said that if you meet someone who is destined, he will send this book of punishment to that fateful person, today I have a fate with you to see, it is also fate, so I will accept this torture book, if there is nothing to do in the future, I will come to the burial peak of Tianxian Gate, I will guide you to the master, and then it will depend on your creation. ”

"Thank you Master for your generosity!" The old man looked at Chang Wu with tears in his eyes, and he directly bowed with his fists in his fist, full of admiration.

"As long as you cherish this book, keep it in your hands, it's been with me for twenty years, and I don't want to see it damaged. Chang Wu nodded slightly and said, the words were quite vigilant, and the old man may not have felt it, but the disciples of the Immortal Sect were filled with a chill on their backs, and their eyes looked at the two of them strangely, especially Zhang Yan and Lu Zhan and others, they only had the least words from Chang Wu on the road, and even Xiao Luo, who had always been silent, had more words than Chang Wu.

Unexpectedly, an offering in this Luyang City made Chang Wu care so much, if it was transmitted to the Burial Immortal Peak, it would definitely cause an uproar.

"Certainly, the old man will obey the Venerable Master's orders! Even if I die, this torture book will never be damaged in the slightest!" said the old man with a solemn face.

"Very good...... Chang Wu nodded with satisfaction, and was about to say more, but his brows suddenly frowned, and he suddenly looked back at everyone.

I saw Lu Zhan and the others raise their heads slightly, and the monstrous sounds outside the city lord's mansion came and went, but in the distance, there was a special power that quietly dispersed, extremely weird and obscure, if they were not careful, they couldn't even detect the abnormality, but this feeling undoubtedly made them raise the alarm in their hearts.

"What's going on?" Liu Qingshan looked at the group of Immortal Sect disciples whose faces changed and suddenly asked.

"Where is that direction?" Xie Shuling stepped forward and pointed to a certain place, seeing that Liu Qingshan's face was puzzled, he shook his head slightly and asked again.

"It's about two miles away from here, what is the direction in Luyang City?"

"Don't tell me it's where the Yulang faction is. Zhang Yan asked with a solemn face.

"As Senior Brother said, that place is indeed where the Yulang Sect is located, could it be that there is something wrong there?" Liu Qingshan's face was shocked, and he couldn't help asking.

"This matter will be explained later, you will disperse the mortals around the City Lord's Mansion first, and we will solve the rest of the matter. Zhang Yan patted Liu Qingshan's shoulder, but the solemnity in his eyes did not dissipate, at that moment just now, they all felt a strange power quietly passing away, although it was extremely subtle and vague, but they still detected the traces, although it was not worth mentioning to them, but the power that suddenly dissipated in Luyang City was enough to compare with the cultivation of the city lord to worship the elders, but today all the cultivators in Luyang City have arrived here, how can there be other cultivators?

"But I've already sent one of the worshippers in the city from the Yulang faction, so it should be fine. Liu Qingshan said uncertainly.

"It's better to believe it than to believe it, and besides, this matter is over, so it's better to hurry up and find out. Zhang Yan said with a cold face, with no room to turn back, staring at Liu Qingshan Road.

"In that case, senior brothers, let's rush over first, I'll be there later. Liu Qingshan no longer hesitated and said immediately.