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But there were some monks who looked in the direction of Ning Qingshan, and their eyes were full of solemnity.

Some people even sighed: "One mountain can't hide two tigers, it seems that after today, Qingxuzhai will become the first snake, even if the city lord of Qingcheng has to look at his complexion." ”

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In front of Ningqing Mountain here, there were many monks, all of whom were fierce and vicious, holding swords, exuding a killing aura there.

They are the people of the first cottage in this hundred miles, Qingxu Village, and their owner is the famous Qingxu King in Chiyue.

"The little ladies of Ningqing Taoist Temple, quickly put down your resistance, as long as you go back to the village with us and serve well, you will be prosperous and rich in the future, and there will be no less of you."

"That's right! Hurry up and let you watch the Lord come out, among you little girls, you are the only one who is worthy of being the wife of my village master. ”

These people laughed arrogantly, their expressions were flying, especially the **** gaze in their eyes, which made some Taoist aunts in the mountains red-faced and red-eared, and their eyes seemed to be about to erupt fire.

"Thief, Hugh is going to talk nonsense."

"Four generations of disciples, three generations of disciples, kill with me, kill all these thieves." A middle-aged Taoist aunt drank it, and she was the deputy master of the Ningqing Taoist Temple.

"Kill!" A woman in green clothes beside her rushed out first, her hands constantly swiping, and a sharp metallic light shot out.

If Wentian is here, he will definitely recognize the identity of this woman at a glance, and dare to love this woman in Tsing Yi, who also attacked him at the beginning, she is Miaochan, and she is also the senior sister of Miaoyin Xiaonigu.

It's only been a few months, but this Miaochan's cultivation has improved, from the early stage of the spirit transformation to the middle stage of the spirit transformation, and he can be regarded as a genius in this red moon.

"Give these girls a little color." The people in Qingxu Village looked furious, and they all rose up strongly and began to kill in the mountains.

Suddenly, the two sides fought, blood stained the mountains and forests, screams and roars continued to come, startling the forest birds to flee in panic, and many female cultivators of Ningqing Taoist Temple were killed, and their bodies fell from the mountains.

The sky was unconsciously overcast, and thunderclouds were brewing.

Maybe this time the people of Qingxu Village came prepared, and in less than a moment, the people of Ningqing Taoist Temple began to lose, even Miaochan, who had always been very self-controlled, was also panting for a while, and her face turned pale.

"Damn, there really isn't a good man in this world." She gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with intense unwillingness.

In terms of cultivation and the number of people, in fact, the difference between the two sides is not very big.

But one is a Guan Tao who lives in seclusion in the mountains and lives a quiet life, and the other is a bandit who lives on the tip of a knife all day long, specializing in murder, arson, and robbery.

"Brothers rush up, these ladies will not work, and when I get back, I can enjoy it."

"Rush ............"

In an instant, the fighting spirit of the people in Qingxu Village increased wildly, and their eyes showed a gaze like a fierce beast, booming, and slamming into the mountain strongly.

Seeing this, the Dao Gu who was watching the Lord suddenly changed her complexion, and she shouted: "Retreat...... Hurry back up the hill. ”

When the female cultivators heard this, they looked panicked and rushed back to the mountain one after another.

"Damn! If Uncle Mu Li was in the view, even if these people had a hundred guts, they would not dare to attack my view. Miao Chan said fiercely in her heart, her eyes full of unwillingness.

At the same time, an old man sat cross-legged in the air, and he did not make a move in the battle in the mountains, and he did not slowly open his eyes until the female Dao girls fled back to the mountain.

If Wen Tian was here, he would definitely be killed, because the old man in front of him was the king of Vientiane, the King of Qingxu, who had attacked and killed him outside the Lost Forest.

"The old man has been waiting for ten years today, and now the departure of Princess Namuli is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, this time, I must get that thing in my hands." He said coldly.

As soon as his words fell, an angry shout came from Ning Qingshan: "All the disciples listen to the order, the second generation of disciples quickly set up the formation, and the third and fourth generations of disciples protect the formation to jointly resist the foreign enemy." ”

On the void of the Taoist temple, a white-clothed figure appeared, but this person was an old Taoist aunt, but her body exuded a viential aura.

In the middle of Vientiane, I didn't expect this old Daogu to be a strong man in the middle of Vientiane, which is definitely a figure in the red moon.

She is the Lord of Silent Meditation, and she is the only one in the entire Ningqing Taoist Temple who has the power of Vientiane.

"Honorable Order!"

Suddenly, a large number of female cultivators poured out of the Taoist temple, and many of them had reached the realm of transforming into spirits, but most of them were only in the early stage of transforming into spirits, and these people were the second generation of disciples in the temple.

As for the third-generation disciples and fourth-generation disciples, most of them are still practicing the Yuan Realm, and only with a talent like Miaochan can they reach the middle stage of spirit transformation.

Among the many fourth-generation disciples, there was a little nun, who looked at her with a pale face, watching the others set up formations one after another, but she looked at a loss.

However, the fluctuation of the Yuan Force on her body had reached the peak of Lian Yuan, and she was only one step away from breaking through the Spirit Transformation Realm, which was definitely a rare existence among the many fourth-generation disciples.

She is the little nun of Miaoyin.

"Why don't you come over and help." Suddenly, there was a shout in her ears, and the person who spoke was her senior sister Miaochan.

In an instant, she came back to her senses......

A large array of guards was deployed under the joint efforts of everyone, but despite this, everyone's faces were still pale, and their eyes were full of worry.

"Qingxu, you and I don't have river water and well water, what do you mean today?" The silent viewer stood in the void, looking at the old man in green clothes opposite with a cold expression.

King Qingxu chuckled: "You and I are acquaintances, so the old man will no longer beat around the bush and hand over something like that, and the old man will naturally take people away." ”

"Otherwise, after today, there will only be Qingxu Village in Qingcheng, and there will be no more Ningqing Taoist Temple."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the entire contemplators changed suddenly, and their eyes showed fear.

If they hadn't fought before, they might have been full of disdain for the people in front of them, but now, this is a completely naked threat.

What's more, they don't know what the other party is talking about.

Suddenly, all eyes were on their contemplation.

Seeing that the silent contemplator heard this, his eyelids couldn't help jumping, and then his face became gloomy, and he said even more coldly: "This contemplation master doesn't have what you want here, so those who know each other leave quickly." ”

King Qingxu's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said gloomily: "Toast and don't drink, drink punishment wine, break the formation for me." ”

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Suddenly, more than a dozen Spirit Realm cultivators rushed out from the village, and even formed a formation, and the others also cultivated one after another, unleashing violent attacks.

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