Qingluan searched for the crowd to see if Su'er came out, but he couldn't find Su'er, and even Yao Yu, who was entrusted by Jiang Liu'er, didn't appear. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, he found Murong Yunhai and Murong Youregret in the crowd, the father and daughter, who had become the gatekeepers of the third and fifth layers on the Void Spirit Mountain, respectively, and had not seen each other since, and now the two father and daughter whispered to each other, with happy smiles on their faces from time to time.

Of course, Ji Hang, who was guarding the fourth layer, also arrived, he stood silently beside Murong Yunhai's father and daughter, looking at Murong Youregret, Murong Youregret would turn his head from time to time to peek at Ji Hang, there was always a trace of warmth in his eyes, only Murong Yunhai didn't have a good face for Ji Hang, thinking about the popular sentence in the world, the daughter was the father's lover in his previous life, it should be true, the son-in-law snatched the daughter, and naturally the father would pick his nose and eyes at the son-in-law.

The three of them saw Qingluan looking over and smiled politely at Qingluan.

Qingluan walked over and asked Murong Yunhai, "Senior Murong, why didn't Senior Yao come out?" ”

Murong Yunhai was a little restrained when he looked at Qingluan this time, and said respectfully: "The spear god said that he would take care of the little girl in the source realm. Qingluan nodded, he really didn't like the feeling now, and he still missed the old days.

He said: "Senior Murong, I am still the same Qingluan as before, so I don't need to be so restrained. ”

Murong Yunhai was relieved, he was actually afraid that Qingluan would change after he had today's status, so he had to deal with it carefully. He smiled and nodded to Qingluan and did not speak. Qingluan nodded and left, maybe it was the best choice for Su'er to stay in the Source Realm.

The exit from the Source Realm gradually closed and returned to its original state, but it was no longer as stable as before.

As soon as the exit of the Source Realm was closed, there were countless people flying swords falling from the sky, like immortals.

The people of Qingzhai City didn't know what was going on today, and why people came out of the sky one after another.

The crowd that had been noisy here also quieted down, confronting the group of people flying in the sky.

"What a big deal has happened to me, it turns out that it is just a group of humble warriors, making such a big move." An old man standing on the flying sword, Edgeworth, walked in front, looked coldly at the person from the source realm in the Xinlan Courtyard, and waved his hand to take the head of the person closest to him.

Here, Murong Yunhai snorted coldly, and said in a cold voice: "Are you only going to attack the weak?" Before the flying sword arrived in front of the man, a spear flew from a distance, Murong Yunhai followed the spear, the flying sword returned in vain, and Murong Yunhai had already stood in front.

Where have the people of Qingzhai City seen this kind of immortal fight, many people have hidden, for fear that it will affect them, and there are also bold people who leaned forward a little bit, wanting to see more clearly.

Murong Yunhai raised his eyebrows, but the old man of the Imperial Sword didn't know how to advance or retreat, and said coldly: "I didn't expect that a mere martial artist still has some skills, come on, let me see how many catties and taels you have." As he spoke, the Edgeworth Ancestor flew to the ground, his eyes uncleared.

Murong Yunhai sneered twice, didn't speak, pulled out the spear inserted in the ground and killed it, the old man was not in a hurry to use a spell to condense a wall of qi, standing behind the wall of qi and joking: "If you can break this wall of qi, old man, I will give you a happy way to die." ”

As soon as the words fell, the qi wall in front of him was like tissue paper, Murong Yunhai just stabbed slightly, the entire qi wall shattered like a bubble, and Murong Yunhai's spear momentum was not hindered at all, and he stabbed straight forward at the old man.

The old man was astonished, and before he could understand what was happening, he felt a pain in his shoulder, and when he looked again, the spear had pierced his shoulder.

Before he had time to resist, Murong Yunhai's qi exploded, the old man's entire shoulder was broken by a single shot, and the whole person was shocked and flew out, knocking down several walls before finally stopping.

The person standing on the flying sword in the air gasped, the old man cultivated for them to know a little more or less, although it was not the highest among them, but it could also be in the top twenty, let a martial artist pick off an arm with one move, this martial artist actually had such a cultivation, far beyond their imagination.

Before he was taken aback, a flying sword shot towards Murong Yunhai from behind the wall, and at the same time, he heard the trembling voice of the old man with the sword just now: "Humble martial artist, you dare to hurt me, I will break your body into ten thousand pieces." ”

The flying sword came, with a green tail of light, and cut a ravine about half a foot deep through the ground.

Murong Yunhai snorted coldly, stepped forward with his gun, his body was like a swimming dragon, he jumped up, and stabbed a shot on the body of the flying sword, the flying sword could not withstand the force of this shot, and was nailed to the ground, and a slight crack appeared on the body of the sword.

Burst......

As soon as he walked in front of the person, the old man, who was bleeding from his broken arm, spit out another mouthful of blood, looked at the man holding the spear in front of him in horror, and was speechless.

Murong Yunhai didn't talk to the old man much, and he shot and killed, and the old man, who was invincible just now, suddenly became like ashes, and he actually felt powerless to resist.

The disciples of the Void Spirit Mountain cheered, and as soon as they came out of the Source Realm, Murong Yunhai raised their might for the Void Spirit Mountain, making them unhappy.

The people standing on the flying sword also exclaimed, and several people wanted to go to the rescue, but it was too late.

Just as the spear was three feet away from the old man of the Imperial Sword, there was an explosion in the sky, and a thunderbolt came from the sky, and the target was Murong Yunhai.

"If you don't say a word, you will take someone's life, and those who show people's lives as child's play should be killed!"

The power contained in the heavenly thunder made everyone look sideways, and the old man of the imperial sword didn't care about the spear in Murong Yunhai's hand, prostrate on the ground, and said loudly: "Thank you for the life-saving grace of Emperor Qiancheng." Again, there was a hideous look in his face.

"Despicable villain!" The bearded man standing behind Qingluan pointed at the sky and cursed, and at the same time, his figure moved instantly, and the last to come first, saving Murong Yunhai.

Gong Wu took out the black longbow, stepped forward and opened the bow, and the cyan feather arrow slashed out from the ground, instantly piercing the old man who was saved by Emperor Qiancheng. The old man looked unwilling, he really couldn't imagine that someone would dare to kill the person that Emperor Qiancheng wanted to save.

"Those who despise my warriors deserve to be killed!" The bow was uncomplaining, and the bow said coldly.

The figure in the sky who had been silent for a long time, and then roared angrily: "The grasshopper shakes the tree, and it is not self-sufficient!" As he spoke, thousands of thunderbolts poured down, and the target was the people who came out of the Source Realm.

The crowd with flying swords in the sky was shocked and convinced.

"The Thousand Vehicles Emperor has improved his cultivation again!"

"The Thousand Riders Emperor took action against this group of barbarians, and they are doomed."

……

These people are all patting the sycophants of the Thousand Rider Emperor who has not yet come forward.

Before the fart was finished, the bronze woman standing behind Qingluan moved at this time, a very thin whip waved gently, and the entire Xinlan Courtyard was like a layer of pitch-black canopy, blocking all the thunder, the woman's expression remained unchanged, and she said with a little sarcasm: "Flashy!" "Shut down the whip and say no more.

At this time, he was absolutely shocked, and the Lingshan Sect, which had been monitoring the Xuanwu Star, did not understand where these powerful martial artists appeared out of thin air.

A burst of fairy music sounded, and between the flashes of golden light, Luan Jia appeared out of thin air, and a middle-aged man sat on Luan Jia, with a majestic expression, and ten fairy-like women were arranged on each side.

"Gu Qingming, it's been so many years, I didn't expect you to still talk about pomp and circumstance like this." No need for the man to sarcastically.

"Emperor Qiancheng, your strength seems to be unconvinced by your title, is it because you betrayed your friends to seek glory back then, so you got such a title?" Jiang Liuer is equally sarcastic.

"What? Is he emperor? Zuo Protector was surprised, but there was even more sarcasm in his tone. There was no tension in the few people behind Qingluan.

Gu Qingming's face turned blue and red for a while, and he said angrily: "How can this emperor and other ants blaspheme?!" ”

The answer to him was the right protector of the Heavenly Sword, and when the sword intent surged, he also dealt with a few people who were close to the sword.

The sword intent was monstrous, Emperor Qiancheng snorted coldly, and was about to make a move to defeat this sword intent, but he saw a bronze bell flying in the distance, crashing into the sword intent, the copper bell flew away, and the sword intent collapsed with a bang.

A sloppy Taoist came to the sky, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the side of the Thousand Rider Emperor, and said to the people on the ground with a smile: "How can you ignorant people slander the dignified Thousand Rider Emperor? ”

The expressions of several people who had been satirizing Emperor Qiancheng became solemn, as if the sloppy Taoist beside Emperor Qiancheng had a higher status than Emperor Qiancheng. The sloppy Taoist appeared, and Emperor Qiancheng's face became a lot better.

Although Qingluan couldn't guess the identity of the sloppy Taoist, he could see from the expressions of the people behind him and the right protector that the cultivation of this sloppy Daoist should still be above the Thousand Vehicles Emperor.

"That, which of you is a Martial Saint disciple, hurry up and cut yourself, so as not to lose the lives of so many innocent people." The sloppy Taoist spoke again, and he couldn't hear the joy and sorrow of the voice.

Qingluan was about to step forward, but was stopped by Jiang Liu'er and said softly: "Don't move!" Qingluan understood that Jiang Liu'er was doing this to protect him, but he was not the kind of person who ignored others for his own selfish desires.

He stepped forward and said, "I am." ”

The sloppy Taoist glanced at Qingluan and said with a smile: "You? It seems that the Martial Saint has fallen. But also, there is only one soul left, and sooner or later if you don't fall, you will have to laugh and laugh. ”

While talking and laughing, the sloppy Taoist looked at Qingluan and glared fiercely, Qingluan looked at him and felt his heart ripple, there seemed to be a thousand needles in his brain, and his soul seemed to be scattered.

Qingluan quickly withdrew his gaze, not daring to look at him again.

"The kid is good, he can withstand the old way, it seems that the martial saint is not too stupid." The sloppy Taoist was a little surprised, how could that glance just now also contain his two layers of skills, he thought he could kill with one blow, but he didn't expect it to fail.

"I just don't know if you can catch the next trick?!" When the sloppy Taoist spoke, the bronze bell swirled, making a knocking sound around his body, and each time it was like a heavy knock in the hearts of everyone, and some people with lower cultivation could not bear it anymore, and blood overflowed from their mouths.

This bell is mainly aimed at Qingluan, his eyes are red at the moment, there is blood flowing out of his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, the blood vessels of his body are swelling, and the appearance is terrifying, the left protector, the right protector, the bearded man, the bronze woman, the bearded man, and the bow have sacrificed their weapons to attack the sloppy Taoist, hoping to save Qingluan.