In the secret territory of the mountain behind the Qianji Sect of Qingming Mountain, weeds are overgrown, and dead branches and leaves fall all over the ground. A tiny squirrel rummages through the ground covered with thick fallen leaves, looking for food to survive the winter.

Suddenly, the little squirrel was in shape, his head was carefully looking around, and the little mung bean's eyes were full of caution.

After a few moments, the little squirrel did not perceive the danger, and began to roll in the mess of leaves again. However, in the next moment, a withered corpse-like arm pierced through the chaotic leaves beneath it, and pinched the little squirrel seeking food.

The little squirrel was suddenly attacked, struggling desperately, its mouth squeaking, and its sharp teeth biting desperately into the black fingers on the dry arm, trying to escape.

The withered arm ignored the little squirrel's bite, grabbed the little squirrel and retracted it under the dead leaves. After a while, the sound of the little squirrel stopped abruptly, and the sound of teeth chewing sounded under the dead leaves.

After a while, the thick fallen leaves arched upward, and countless fallen leaves fell in all directions, revealing a meditating figure. The figure looked extremely thin, dressed in gray tattered clothes, as if a gust of wind could blow him away. The dead leaves around him piled up around him, and there were traces of decay and fallen leaves on his head and feet.

This man seemed to have sat in the forest for countless years, and did not move, so that the fallen leaves of the trees fell all around him, completely covering his whole person.

It took him a long time to slowly open his eyes, and under his eyebrows were a pair of triangular eyes with dry eyelids, and his eyes were dull and glowing with a dry green light. He tilted his head as if he was remembering something, and after a long time, he reached out and slowly took out something that looked like a gossip mirror from his arms.

He held the bronze mirror in front of him, and suddenly blew on the mirror, and the turbid mirror immediately became clear, like a clear spring. There was a figure flickering inside.

After a closer look, he found that one of the figures in the bronze mirror was from Gusu Dao, while the other figures were the old crow monster, the young monk, and the Lei brothers. I saw that the Gusu Daoist in the mirror grieved and resentfully spewed out the broken golden pill, and launched the stars to detonate the fixed astrolabe, and the entire mirror surface was cracked into eight pieces with a bang.

"Senior brother, are you dead? Why did my brother die? The corpse-like meditator muttered to himself, his voice as dry as rotten wood. It was as if it hadn't been spoken for many years.

I don't know how long it took. He slowly stood up and staggered before he could stand still. Then, he began to take a step. The figure is a little staggering, but the second step is much more stable, and the third step is already stable. And his skull-like cheeks gradually plumped, and the empty tattered gray clothes gradually filled up. His withered hair was blown by the wind, and it was soft and docile against his shoulder.

After taking ten steps. In the secret realm valley of the Qianji Sect, there was only one gray-clothed middle-aged man left who was as rich as jade, tall and straight.

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Zhuo Bufan followed An Yun hard, and was almost thrown off by An Yun several times, he didn't know what happened to An Yun. How can someone run faster and faster after being hit hard?

An Yun is running more and more freely, and the spiritual power in his body is running faster and faster, endlessly. When she cast the Five Elements Escape Method, her figure was like an invisible breeze. It's just been a face, and it's a hundred miles in an instant.

The law of her practice in her previous life was speed. Unlike other monks, An Yun has always pursued speed. The speed of sealing, the speed of the sword, the speed of the formation, and the speed of escape.

The Five Elements Escape Method was cultivated by her to the innate Five Elements Escape Method in her previous life, and in terms of the speed of the Escape Method, no one in the world is better than the Escape Method. In the past, Shi Anyun wanted to fight or flee or flee while fighting, she was in control as she wanted, and others could only follow her and eat ashes.

It's the same now, Zhuo Bufan is falling behind An Yun, but behind Zhuo Bufan there are dozens of foundation building monks who are either sword or retreating. The Qi Refining Stage cultivators could no longer keep up with their speed, and they were powerless to intercept them at all.

The monks behind Zhuo Bufan thought that Zhuo Bufan was also a fellow Daoist chasing An Yun, and couldn't help but shout and remind: "Daoist friend in front, you are close enough to her to attack." ”

An Yun turned a deaf ear and only cared about escaping. Zhuo Bufan is a wonderful person, and he turned around and smiled bitterly in his busy schedule: "You fellow Daoists don't know, what I practiced below is the technique of close body, and now the distance is too far away, and it is not within the range of my attack. ”

A monk panted and shouted, "Which sect of yours actually practices the technique of melee attack?" Looking at your figure, you don't look like a body refining cultivator, do you? ”

Most of the monks are soft, but there is one monk who is different, and that is the body refining monk who is good at melee combat. Most of the monks who practice the art of melee attack pay attention to body refining, that is, they use their strength to subdue people, and use their strong physical bodies to resist damage and then get close to the opponent and kill them with one blow.

It's just that this kind of fighting is too brain-dead, unless the body element and body refining skills are excellent, very few monks choose to practice close combat. Melee combat and strong physical bodies are the signature skills of the demon clan in Southern Xinjiang, and the Northern Demon Clan also has a lot of involvement, and the other righteous monks of the Three Continents are very few in addition to the Buddhist monks of Cangwu Continent who practice physical bodies, and there are very few cultivators in the Qingyin Continent and Linhai Prefecture.

Zhuo Bufan politely turned his head and stood still, and said with a humble smile: "In the next introduction, there is no door and no sect." ”

"Chase, don't stop, just talk, what the hell are you stopping for?" An irascible monk roared.

Zhuo Bufan suddenly realized that he continued to chase after An Yun, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry everyone, I'm used to it." ”

"Get used to being a bird, chase quickly, if you can't catch up with Daoye, I'll pick up your piece."

Zhuo Bufan turned his head in a panic, nodded to the monk behind him, and said, "Okay Dao Master, the little one will chase after you immediately." ”

As he spoke, he chased after him with all his might, probably because he really wanted to make a meritorious contribution in front of the monk behind him, and he really chased after him.

"Hahaha...... Fellow Daoists, let's see Xiaodao take down this demon girl. Zhuo Bufan turned his head excitedly and laughed at the monk in the air and on the ground behind him.

"You laughing bird, hurry up and stop her, and we'll be here at once." Someone behind him snorted coldly.

"Yes, yes, this fellow Taoist said. Let's see me clear the thunder in one go, explode! Zhuo Bufan smiled at everyone with a good temper, and after turning around, he threw out a hundred and ten black projectile-like things at the heavenly maiden behind An Yun, and his movements were extremely handsome.

The monks watched as the projectiles landed, blinked, blinked, and continued to blink...... My eyes are so sour.

Black projectiles were scattered on the ground. After a few flicks, it didn't move, and then it didn't move calmly.

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"Uh...... This one...... Is there a resurgence? Shouldn't it, Poor Dao took it out to dry it yesterday? Zhuo Bufan muttered as if he was confused, turned his head and looked innocently at the monks who were quickly approaching.

"Whew! Casual cultivation is casual cultivation, waste is waste, and the speed is useless, and it can't even be stopped. You better stop chasing. Be careful to catch up and be slashed with a knife. A waste. The hot-tempered monk scolded angrily, but the other monks laughed.

Zhuo Bufan seemed to be a little embarrassed, and waved his hand as he ran: "Mistake, mistake." It's really a mistake, fellow Daoists, let's see the poor Dao use it again. This is a poor baby, and I don't use it lightly for ordinary people. ”

As he spoke, he sped up a bit. Quickly approached An Yun again. The others had just chased him to the place where he was strewn black projectiles.

"Boom!"

"Boom!" ……

Countless thunderbolts exploded on the ground, and violent noises rang out continuously. Shake the surrounding heavens and the earth to the earth.

Several monks were directly bombarded into slag, and those who were lucky not to die were also broken arms and feet, desperately trying to leave this place of death that was like a thunder pool.

The thunder was still ringing, and several people were blown into the sky by a strong wave of air. And the monks who kept walking with the sword in the sky were blown down, and from a distance, the scene was extremely funny.

The black projectile really lives up to the name of the three clear gods. Not to mention the great power, the smoke is just three green smokes. After a while, it was calm. The ground was covered with monks, all of them invisible, and their bodies were covered with dense slender flying needles.

An Yun shook his head, and couldn't help but laugh at Zhuo Bufan's movements behind him. This Mr. Zhuo, who looks dignified on weekdays, turns out to be naughty.

However, with his teasing, even if the monks behind him did not die immediately under the thunder of the Three Pure Spirits, they temporarily lost the ability to act. The two of them are a lot cleaner behind them, and they don't have to worry about being entangled immediately for a while.

An Yun continued the previous question in the underground: "Mr. Zhuo, why are you here?" ”

When Zhuo Bufan heard this, he smiled: "The landlord has a good means, the entire Linhai Cultivation Realm is pouring out of the nest today because of you, and I am waiting to be the elder of the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi, how can I not come to join in the fun?" ”

An Yun smiled helplessly when he heard this, and replied: "I don't know what's going on, I just wanted to lure away Ning Xiangzhi and Gusu Daoren, but why was I inexplicably shouted and killed by the entire Linhai Cultivation Realm, like a rat on the street, which is annoying." ”

"The landlord doesn't know?" Zhuo Bufanqi said.

An Yun smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I didn't know before, but listening to what they meant, it seems that I heard that Chao Pavilion issued an order to hunt down the three of us." ”

"Not bad." Zhuo Bufan said as he ran: "Listening to the Chao Pavilion issued a silver and red sword order, announcing that the landlord and the two Jindan monks chasing you will be captured immediately, if you take down the three of you, the Tingchao Pavilion will have a heavy reward." If the order is not met, there will be a heavy fine. Listening to the Chao Pavilion has always been domineering, these monks want to wade into the troubled waters whether they want to or not. ”

An Yun was silent, in three hundred years, had Tingchao Pavilion become so arrogant and domineering?

"Why is the Listening Chao Pavilion embarrassed by the three of us?" She asked, puzzled.

"I don't know this, I thought it was the landlord who did something angry and resentful to Tingchao Pavilion, and he actually forced Tingchao Pavilion to use the silver and red sword order."

Zhuo Bufan was also confused.

When he heard the news on the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi, An Yun had already left the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi for most of the day. Wang Qingyuan sent a message to them to rush to the elder's building immediately and tell the news to the people who were still on the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi.

At that time, the first thought of Zhuo Bufan and others was that this little landlord was too capable of causing trouble, right? Why did you provoke the tide pavilion again? Qingfeng was about to leave on the spot to help An Yun, but was stopped by Wang Qingyuan.

"Fellow Daoists, now we are all elders on the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi, it can be said that we will be branded on the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi from now on, born as a person on the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi, and die as a ghost on the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi. Since we have made up our minds to stay, we will be honored and humiliated with the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi from now on, do you recognize it? After Wang Qingyuan asked everyone to sit down, he cleared his throat and said.

Zhuo Bufan, Guan Shan, He Yue and the others looked at each other and nodded helplessly. No matter what, they chose to stay, even if they got on the thief ship, they could only advance and retreat with the thief ship.

"Okay." Wang Qingyuan put away the folding fan, glanced at everyone, and said in a deep voice: "Now that the owner of the thirteenth floor of my Tsing Yi is being chased and killed by many monks, at this moment, can I still sit still?" ”

Ma Yunpeng hesitated: "But it is the entire Linhai Cultivation Realm that is chasing and killing the landlord, and it is the Tingchao Pavilion that issued the order, and the number of us is less than ten, what can we do?" ”

Although the others did not speak, the expressions on their faces showed that their thoughts were the same as those of Ma Yunpeng. Although they decided to really join the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi, when things could not be violated, could they not let them die as martyrs and oppose the entire cultivation realm?

Wang Qingyuan sighed silently, as if talking to himself, but his voice could be heard by everyone.

"I finally understood why the landlord chose to act alone, even though we had decided to actually enter the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi, and only let me wait in the building. It turned out that the landlord had already seen through that I was just a group of cowardly mice, who rushed to the top if they were cheap, and scattered in a hurry when they were in danger. Not to mention that the landlord looks down on me, even I look down on myself. Such a group of rats actually had the audacity to covet Jindan, so they didn't leave with a faceless stalker, which is really shameless! ”

Everyone's faces were a little ugly, except for Qingfeng, his face was not good.

Xu Ming stood up with a dark face and said, "Wang Qingyuan, what are you, how can you insult me too much?" I also want to help the landlord, but with your and my skills, hehe, it's just to send you to death, what's the use? You and I are both monks, how can you ask us to be the foolish loyalists of those moths to the fire? ”

"Hehe, that's right, so you just wait in the building, wait for the owner of the building to kill a bloody way, and then deliver the knot gold pill to you, it's safe, it's safe." Wang Qingyuan scoffed.

"You ......" Zhuo Bufan was furious, and he got up to draw his sword.

Guan Shan hurriedly stood up and grabbed Zhuo Bufan, arched his hand towards Wang Qingyuan and said, "Wang Daoyou, we all have the heart to help the landlord, so you don't have to be tempted." You've always been witty, so you must already have an idea, so don't you say it generously? If you have to deliberately provoke us and others, if it is self-defeating, will it not be contrary to your original intention? ”

Wang Qingyuan laughed, arched his hand towards everyone to make amends, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, don't blame, you do have an idea in your heart, you guys listen, let's sum it up and see if it's feasible?" (To be continued) I580