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After leaving the Ancient Teleportation Array, Lu Jing did not stay in the Cloud Desolate City, but flew towards the Yin Demon Sect at full speed.

"Boom-"

Suddenly, an earth-shattering explosion sounded, and a wave of air rushed into the sky, scattering many clouds.

Lu Jing, who was flying above the sky, was slightly stunned, then retracted his breath, and hid in a white cloud nearby, and then looked down.

Suddenly, a small-scale battle came into view of Lu Jing.

At this moment, above a small hill below, a dome-shaped light shield was levitating, but there was a formation in operation.

Inside the mask, there were more than a dozen monks presiding over the formation.

At the same time, in the sky above the hill, there was a cold old man wearing a golden crown and holding a dustbrush, urging the dust, waving a waterfall like mana, violently attacking the dome-shaped light shield.

Thundered......

There were loud noises, and the dome-shaped light shroud swayed left and right under the violent attack of the cold old man, crumbling and crumbling, constantly cracking one crack after another.

The dozen or so monks inside the dome light mask were all pale, and many of them were also injured by the anti-shock force of the formation, vomiting blood on the spot.

Obviously, the formation presided over by the dozen or so monks was going to be unable to hold on.

"Hahaha, Liu Yulian, don't hold on any harder, it's useless, you can't stop the old man's attack at all."

The cold old man laughed, and suddenly swept the dust in his hand, and in an instant, nine purple waterfalls several miles long roared down at the same time, slamming into the dome-shaped light mask.

Bang!

Under the impact of the nine purple waterfalls, the dome light shield could no longer hold on, and it shattered, while the dozen or so monks who presided over the formation inside vomited blood one by one and fell to the ground.

"Xiang Yangtian, our Qingyue Sect has no grudges with your Ziyao Sect, as the Great Elder of the Ziyao Sect, why do you want to attack us?"

An old woman in a black robe wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her hand, and asked the cold old man in the air angrily.

The more than ten monks beside the black-robed old woman also glared at the cold old man one by one.

"Hehe, Liu Yulian, you're right, your Qingyuemen does not have any grievances with our Ziyao Sect, and it can even be said that your Qingyuemen has always had a good attitude towards our Ziyaomen. It's just that you have to understand that the puppet is not guilty, but he is guilty. Sometimes, the reason for making a move is not necessarily to have a grudge. ”

Xiang Yangtian said lightly, and he was not in a hurry to immediately kill the people of Qingyuemen, or rather, in his eyes, the Qingyuemen monks below were already meat on the chopping board, and there was not much difference between starting early and starting late.

"Could it be that you are for these five golden scale dragon beard grasses that you got from Yunmeng Daze? Good! I'm going to hand over these five golden scale dragon's beard grass to you now, and I ask you to spare us!" ”

Liu Yuelian said, turned her hand and took out five spiritual grasses with golden scales on the surface and resembling dragon whiskers from the storage ring, and placed them in front of her.

"Master, no, these five Golden Scale Dragon Whisker Grass took us a whole year and a lot of hardships to find in Yunmeng Daze, how could we give it to him so easily."

A beautiful woman dressed in white stood up against it.

"Yes, master, this golden-scaled dragon beard grass is something we can't find, we can't just give up."

More than a dozen other monks also followed.

"You all shut up for me, I'm the master, these five golden-scaled dragon beard grasses, I will deal with them as I say."

Liu Yuelian glared fiercely at the many Qingyuemen disciples and said strongly.

In fact, she is also dripping blood in her heart, Qingyue Gate has been in decline for a long time, and there are no resources to cultivate disciples, these five golden scale dragon beard grasses are the two personal disciples she found to give her great hopes to supplement the purple mansion Xiguang, and she is reluctant to hand it over.

It's just that Liu Yulian knows that if they don't hand it over, then their Qingyuemen may be wiped out today.

As the head, Liu Yulian must be responsible for the Qingyue Gate, and she must not let the Qingyue Gate be destroyed, so she chose to compromise.

"Master ......"

The woman in white who had spoken earlier wanted to persuade again, but was quickly stopped by another woman beside her who looked almost the same as her.

"Sister, Shizun also has a hard time doing this, so you don't have to embarrass Shizun anymore."

Another woman said.

"Hahaha, Liu Yulian, are you really an old man, am I here for a few branches of golden-scaled dragon beard grass? Although these few golden-scaled dragon beard grasses that can replenish the light of the Purple Mansion are good, there is no shortage of treasure medicines with similar effects in the treasure house of our Ziyao Sect, if you really want the old man to come for these few spiritual grasses, then you will inevitably underestimate me Xiangyangtian. ”

In the sky, Xiang Yangtian looked at Liu Yulian and more than a dozen Qingyuemen disciples with a look of reluctance and pain, and said with disdain.

"What? You're not here for the Golden Scale Dragon's Whiskers? So what are you here for? You must know that our Qingyue Sect has been in decline for a long time, and it is almost about to fall into a small sect, and there is basically no treasure more precious than the Golden Scale Dragon Whisker Grass. ”

When Liu Yulian heard this, her face changed slightly, but she had a very bad premonition in her heart, and her bad premonition soon came true.

I saw Xiang Yangtian clasping his hands on his chest and sneering: "Liu Yulian, your Qingyue Gate has been in decline for too long, there are indeed no treasures worth my coveting, and I don't look down on the tatters in your Qingyue Gate treasure house, old man." ”

"It's just that although there are no valuable treasures in the treasure house of your Qingyue Gate, your Qingyue Gate itself is a priceless treasure, such as: the spiritual veins of your Qingyue Gate, the territory of your Qingyue Gate, and the various mineral veins of your Qingyue Gate and the share of spars obtained from the vast mountain range every year."

"These are what the old man needs, and they are also what we need in Ziyaomen."

"In other words, what the old man wants is not your treasures, but your entire Qingyue Gate, and the old man wants to annex your Qingyue Gate into our Ziyao Gate."

"What, Xiangyangtian, you Ziyaomen want to annex our Qingyuemen?" When Liu Yulian heard this, her face suddenly turned pale, and her body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

At the same time, those Qingyue Sect disciples also showed panic and fear on their faces one by one.

……

In the sky, Lu Jing was hidden in a white cloud, quietly watching the progress of things below.

To be honest, Lu Jing would not care about this kind of thing at all, let alone interfere.

Conflicts between sects are all too common in the True Spirit Realm, and every day, I don't know how many sects are destroyed and annexed by other sects, and I don't know how many sects are rising.

If there was no special reason, Lu Jing wouldn't bother to pay attention to this kind of thing at all.

However, Lu Jing couldn't ignore this matter today, because among the disciples of Qingyuemen, there were two of his old friends - the Zhuang sisters, Zhuang Xue and Zhuang Yu.

Many years ago, when Lu Jing was still a cultivator in the Dao Realm, he promised the Zhuang sisters that if the Zhuang sisters decided to embark on the path of cultivating immortals one day, then they could go to the Yin Demon Sect to find him.

It's just that for so many years, Lu Jing has not waited for the news of the Zhuang sisters looking for him.

Lu Jing thought that the Zhuang sisters had given up cultivating immortals, but they didn't expect that the Zhuang sisters still embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, but they did not join their Yin Demon Sect, but the Qingyue Sect.

There is no doubt that compared to the Yin Demon Sect of the first sect in Tiannan, the Qingyue Sect is simply insignificant.

Lu Jing knew that the Zhuang sisters had chosen the Qingyue Sect instead of the Yin Demon Sect, and there must be something inside there.

In any case, seeing the Zhuang sisters killed now, Lu Jing can't ignore it.

However, Lu Jing didn't make an immediate move, he was still waiting for things to develop.

……

In the small hills, whether it was Liu Yulian, the head of the Qingyue Sect, the Zhuang sisters, or the remaining disciples of the Qingyue Sect, after learning the true purpose of Xiang Yangtian, they all fell into deep despair.

"I want to know, Xiang Yangtian, how did you know about our whereabouts? You know, our actions this time are very secretive, and we shouldn't leak the news. ”

Liu Yulian suddenly raised her head, gritted her teeth and asked Xiang Yangtian.

"Since you asked so, I will be generous once and let you die clearly." Xiang Yangtian said coldly, and suddenly looked at a male disciple of the Qingyue Sect, "Ouyang Tong, you just stand up." ”

"What, Senior Brother, you betrayed us?"

As soon as Xiang Yangtian's words fell, Liu Yulian, the Zhuang sisters, and those Qingyumen disciples all looked at a young man with a pale face in disbelief.

"Head, Zhuang Xue, Zhuang Yu, and many younger brothers and sisters, I'm sorry."

Ouyang Tong stood up expressionlessly and flew to Xiang Yangtian's side.

"Senior brother, why are you doing this?"

Zhuang Xue and Zhuang Yu looked at Ouyang Tong extremely sadly, unable to accept this fact in their hearts.

"Why? You still ask me why? Before you came to Qingyuemen, I was already the senior brother of Qingyuemen, and at that time, the head of the sect focused on cultivating me, if there were no exceptions, I would also inherit the position of the head of Qingyuemen in the future. ”

"However, since the head of the sect accepted you two as his own disciples, everything has changed. The head of the sect began to ignore the existence of my senior brother, and instead regarded the two of you as the hope for the future of Qingyuemen, and spent all his thoughts on cultivating the two of you, no matter what treasure it was, he would give you the best. ”

"Even, in order to find the treasure that complements the light of the Purple Mansion for you, I also personally went deep into the depths of the dangerous Yunmeng Daze to find the Golden Scale Dragon Whisker Grass for you."

"Hahaha, I deserved all of this, but now it's all the two of you. Let me ask, is such a sect still worth my stay? ”

"Besides, the Qingyue Gate is now in decline. The entire sect, and only one Vientiane Grandmaster is in charge, and it is not much stronger than those small sects. How can such a sect be compared to the Ziyao Sect? Good birds choose trees to perch, I chose Ziyaomen, yes! ”

Ouyang Tong said with some exhaustion.

"Traitor!"

"Shameless!"

"Despicable!"

……

The Zhuang sisters and many Qingyuemen disciples all stared at Ouyang Tong with resentment, eager to swallow Ouyang Tong alive.

And Liu Yulian didn't speak, but she looked at Ouyang Tong's gaze, full of disappointment and sadness, she has always regarded Ouyang Tong as her own, and she has never let the Zhuang sisters replace Ouyang Tong's idea, she only thinks about cultivating a few more talents for Qingyuemen, so as to support Qingyuemen in the future, but she didn't expect Ouyang Communication to be so narrow-minded, he actually betrayed Qingyuemen directly, and pushed everyone in Qingyuemen to a desperate situation.

"Okay, you know that you know, so let's all hit the road now."

Xiang Yangtian said indifferently, and with a wave of dust, he dragged down twelve purple waterfalls several miles long, and annihilated all the people in Qingyue Gate in one fell swoop.

However, as soon as Xiang Yangtian made a move, the sky suddenly darkened, and a giant hand of dark clouds that covered the sky and the sun suddenly descended, grabbed Xiang Yangtian and Ouyang Tong with the twelve purple waterfalls in one fell swoop, and then threw them on the ground.

Boom!

Two loud noises sounded, and Xiang Yangtian and Ouyang Tong both smashed on the hill like dead dogs, smashing out two huge pits.

"This ......"

This sudden scene stunned Liu Yulian, the Zhuang sisters, and many Qingyuemen disciples.

"Zhuang Xue, Zhuang Yu, it's been a long time."

Lu Jing smiled and walked down from the void step by step.