The flat voice, suppressed with a bit of excitement and complexity, lingered between the collapsing mountain gates.

Smoke and dust filled the air.

Nie Changqing walked slowly, the pig-killing knife hanging beside him, floating quietly.

The wind from the mountains blew his white-shirted hunting and his dark black hair.

In the distance, a little Taoist boy was full of horror and ran towards the Taoist temple in a panic.

Nie Changqing didn't make a move on Xiao Daotong, he just raised his eyes quietly and looked out, the sunlight tore through the clouds, and sprinkled down from the sky, shining with golden light, shining on the ancient staircase of the Dao Sect.

Nie Changqing did not stop, continued to walk, and came to the stone archway engraved with the words "stop the mind" of the Taoist sect.

Behind the archway, it is the martial arts training ground of the Taoist sect, a large flat, where many legendary martial artists were born.

The former Nie Changqing also sweated like rain on the big ping.

Nie Changqing stepped into it step by step.

But I saw that on the big ping, there were already hundreds of Taoist priests sitting cross-legged.

They either sat cross-legged on the bluestone, or sat under the pines and cypresses, or watched Nie Changqing from the shadows.

Someone showed disdain for Nie Changqing.

Some people also expressed mixed emotions towards Nie Changqing.

For Nie Changqing, the disciples of the Dao Sect will not feel unfamiliar, after all, the incident back then had a vigorous impact, and it was also one of the few things in the Dao Sect that could be comparable to what happened to Li Sansui.

"He dared to come back......"

"Did Senior Brother Han Lianxiao die in his hands...... Such a ruthless person should have been killed with a sword back then. ”

"It's really shameless to do such a reckless thing, and dare to go to the Taoist sect with great fanfare!"

......

One after another, the Taoist priests looked at Nie Changqing and sneered, their tones either jealous or indifferent.

Under an old pine, there is an old Taoist sitting with his eyes closed, and beside the old Tao, there are several elderly Taoist priests, some indifferent, some cold, and some angry......

Look directly at Nie Changqing.

On the big flat, there was a sudden silence, and the needle drop could be heard.

Only Nie Changqing's steady footsteps remained.

"Ladies and gentlemen, long time no see. ”

Nie Changqing hunted in white shirts and said slowly.

No one answered him.

Lao Dao, who was sitting under the pine, opened his eyes, and his gaze fell on Nie Changqing's body.

Suddenly, he smiled.

He took out a torn letter from his wide sleeve and threw it out, winding it with a lot of energy, and actually let the soft letter paper gallop towards Nie Changqing.

Nie Changqing raised his hand and took the letter lightly.

Looking at the letter to his wife, which was torn to shreds, Nie Changqing's unshaven lips snorted, and finally, it turned into a sigh.

Sure enough, Childe was right.

If you want to be reasonable, you have to convince these people first.

According to Childe's temper.

If you are convinced, the truth or something, it will be easy to explain.

......

North Luo, the island in the middle of the lake.

Lu Fan suddenly felt a little itchy in his nose, as if someone was secretly nagging him.

Rubbing his nose, Lu Fan picked up the bronze wine glass and took a sip of wine, the taste of sour and astringent wine poured into his mouth, turning a thousand times in his mouth.

"Xiao Ni, call Ning Zhao up. ”

Lu Fan Road.

"Wow. ”

Ni Yu stuffed a pill in his mouth, answered vaguely, and then ran down the pavilion like a gust of wind.

Lu Fan's eyes fell on the spiritual pressure chessboard, wanting to take a look at the situation in the secret realm.

On the horizontal line of Beiluo Lake, the sun jumped out of the dense clouds, sprinkling a thousand kinds of brilliance, like a golden curtain opened.

Something seems to have come to mind.

Lu Fan's heart moved, and the picture in front of him suddenly changed.

Crossing a long distance, he landed on a majestic and steep mountain.

There is a view on the mountain, and there is a Taoist priest in front of the view.

"Old Nie...... It's a Taoist sect. ”

Lu Fan smiled and took a sip of wine.

Soon, Ning Zhao's white skirt fluttered and came to Lu Fan, bowing slightly.

"Childe ......"

Lu Pan looked at the situation on the Dao Sect, and said to Ning Zhao on the other side: "Go to the Dragon Gate Secret Realm and strive to break through to the body storage, if you fail to break through the body storage this time, you may have to completely fall behind......

Lu Fan Road.

Ning Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes became sharp and dignified, she bit her plump red lips, and said firmly:

"The slave will live up to the expectations of the son. ”

"Go ahead. ”

Lu Fan waved his hand.

Ning Zhao turned around and went down the Bai Yujing Pavilion.

In the distance, Lu Mu, who was making tea, couldn't help but look over to Lu Dongxuan.

Ning Zhao took a step and actually stepped on Beiluo Lake, there was a whirlpool in the lake, and a dragon gate was suspended.

Lu Mu was very curious about the facts, and he really wanted to investigate.

However, Lu Fan never spoke, and he didn't dare to enter without permission.

Jing Yue looked at Ning Zhao, whose body gradually disappeared into the dragon gate, and took a deep breath.

Suddenly.

In his ears, Lu Fan's faint voice fluttered.

"You also go to the Dragon Gate......

When Jing Yue heard this, his face suddenly became happy.

The dragon gate is a secret realm arranged by the immortals, there is a fairy fate in the secret realm, if he can get a huge immortal fate, his Jing Yue's strength will definitely increase, and when he escapes, he can run faster!

"Thank you, Childe!"

Jing Yue's face was full of joy.

After that, he turned around and wanted to go to the dragon gate.

However, after thinking about it, he ran to Ni Yu again, licking his face and begging for the Qi Gathering Pill.

Ni Yu was also generous and gave him two grains.

On the loft.

Lu Fan no longer waited and watched these, he drank wine and watched the things above the Taoist sect.

Nie Changqing had a knot in his heart, and this knot had been held back for five years.

For Lu Fan, it doesn't matter what the heart knot is, the important thing is that this heart knot is not removed, and it is difficult for Nie Changqing to break through to a higher realm.

Therefore, Lu Fan asked Nie Changqing to take a trip to the Taoist Sect and break the knot.

"Taoist ......"

The corners of Lu Fan's mouth were raised, leaning against the vermilion carved wooden railing, and smiling lightly.

......

"Who tore up this letter?"

Nie Changqing's flat voice lingered on the entire Daping.

"What about the old way?"

Cang Song sat cross-legged on the old road, Dao.

The pig-killing knife hung in front of Nie Changqing, he grabbed the handle of the knife, and the blade of the knife pointed directly at the old ......

Nie Changqing's eyes gradually turned into coldness: "No, if you tear my letter, I will cut your hand to tear the letter." ”

"Presumptuous!"

The old way is furious.

A palm slapped on the pine tree, shaking off the pine needles and swaying.

The surrounding Taoist priests were also angry and shouted, "Rampant!"

Nie Changqing smiled, but didn't say much, just began to walk slowly again, slowly walked towards the old way, and the pig-killing knife hung down.

On the big flat, the green shirt flies.

Six figures floated down, blocking in front of Nie Changqing.

"Old ten, retreat, retreat, nothing happened to me waiting for the lunch. ”

A man in a green shirt opened his mouth with mixed emotions.

"Old ten, for the sake of you and me practicing martial arts together...... Retreat. ”

"Today is different from the past, although you have an immortal fate, but now you have an immortal fate and also favor the Dao Sect...... You can't handle it. ”

Several Taoists also spoke.

"Let's go, I don't think anyone dares to let him go...... All the disciples of the Taoist Sect are at my disposal today!"

The old man said coldly.

"Leave him!"

"Daoist disciple...... Array!"

Lao Dao waved his hand.

"Whoa!"

On the big flat, many people in Tsing Yi walked one after another, sitting down in different directions.

Every Qingyi Taoist was clasped together, bursting out with qi and blood.

These qi and blood, according to the traction of different directions, seem to form a strange force, densely covering the entire Daping, exuding an oppressive atmosphere.

Well?

On the island in the middle of the lake, Lu Fanmeiyu on the pavilion suddenly raised.

The actions of many disciples of the Dao Sect made him show curiosity.

"It's ...... Formation?"

This is the first time Lu Fan has seen the formation, and it is worthy of being a Taoist sect that has been inherited for thousands of years, and it really still has some heritage.

Moreover, the formation ......

It also gave Lu Fan some inspiration.

Above the Taoist sect.

Nie Changqing's hair is hunting.

Looking at the six people who stopped in front of him.

In the past, he was the tenth of the Dao Sect, and these six people were the third and fourth ...... of the Dao Sect to the eighth.

Han Lianxiao, the ninth Taoist sect, died in Beiluo City, and died peacefully.

"Everyone, I'm Nie Changqing...... I just want to ask for a small family reunion, why do you want to stop me like this?"

"It's been five years......"

"It's time for me to take my wife home. ”

Nie Changqing said.

The six people who stopped in front of him could only sigh.

"Don't talk nonsense!

Under the pine, the old way is full of drinks.

The oppressive force of the formation formed by the convergence of the qi and blood of many Daoists of the Dao Sect suddenly fell on Nie Changqing's body.

Rumble!

Faintly, the gravel jumped.

The six people who stopped Nie Changqing all raised their weapons in their hands, including knives, guns, and bows......

Nie Changqing felt the sense of oppression on his body.

smiled.

The Dao Sect is still the Dao Sect, but he ...... But it's not the same person he was five years ago.

Nie Changqing grabbed the pig-killing knife.

A slow step was taken.

"Fairy ......"

"I am a disciple of Bai Yujing, and I am the greatest immortal fate. ”

Nie Changqing's voice lingered and resounded across the Daping.

It was as if thunder had fallen, and it suddenly exploded.

Nie Changqing's white-shirted hunting fluttered, his hair also flew up, and his eyes were like torches.

It's just that in an instant, Nie Changqing, who was originally like a scholar.

became a peerless murderer who walked out of the mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Wisps of pale blue aura swirled around his body.

Spiritual Pressure...... Release!

Rumble!

The oppression formed by the Dao Sect Great Array was carried down by Nie Changqing without changing his face.

The wind was blowing on the big flat.

Nie Changqing walked step by step and walked in front of the six outstanding disciples of the Dao Sect.

Invisible spiritual pressure was released around him.

Let the six Dao Sect disciples tremble under the pressure of his spirit.

Finally......

The eighth Taoist sect couldn't bear it, because his cultivation was the weakest, so he knelt the fastest......

The sound of knees smashing on the green bricks of Daping is like a morning bell in the evening.

A green-shirted Taoist with a longbow took off the longbow behind him with difficulty, put on a sharp arrow, and aimed at Nie Changqing with trembling.

The third Taoist sect, Miao Renyu, a poetic name.

Shout!

Arrows, shoot.

Spun at high speed, with terrifying penetration.

However, Nie Changqing did not dodge or dodge, and still moved forward.

When the arrow approached Nie Changqing's square inch distance, it stopped, and it was difficult to enter, as if it was blocked by an invisible barrier.

Nie Changqing slowly raised his hand and flicked his fingers at the arrow.

The arrow is crooked.

The arrow was reversed, but it was aimed at the old road that sat under the pine and the bluestone mountain.

The arrow regained its speed and burst out, narrowly grazing across Miao Renyu's cheek, leaving a trail of blood on his cheek.

The arrow flicks its tail feathers.

It seems to tear the thunder of the night, with a sound roar, approaching the face door of the old way!