Qing Qiao was stunned for a moment, looked at the familiar long sword and breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably: It's Qin Jingzhi and them. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing that the monk couldn't take care of her, Qing Qiao closed his eyes, his spiritual power converged between his fingers, the void was drawn, and the stars and the Zodiac Star Palace passed under her.

More than a dozen monks had already fought together, probably seeing that Qing Qiao was blocked by the formation, and for a while, no one came to embarrass her.

The unobtrusive aura of battle here had already been noticed by several Kunlun monks who had been wandering here for a long time not far away.

The high-ranking monk not only had excellent eyesight, but also his sense was extraordinary, but in the blink of an eye, he had already noticed that more than a dozen Jindan monks from Kunlun were here to do something with people.

Those high-ranking monks glanced at each other, since they were their own Kunlun juniors, they naturally had no reason to sit idly by, so they didn't want to, so they walked towards this side.

The group of high-ranking monks walked to the sky, looked down condescendingly, and swept the group cultivation at a glance, and swept like this, and couldn't help but sigh lightly: "What is that?" ”

As far as the eye could see, it was a foundation-building girl with her eyes closed, her cultivation was very low, but what surprised these high-level monks was that the spiritual power in her hand turned into shape, and between the dots, a large picture of the rotating Star Palace actually appeared in front of her.

Such a magical scene was what surprised this high-ranking monk, and his surprise soon made a young Jindan monk who followed him startled: "I'm a monk of the Yan family. She is just building a foundation and cultivating, how can she be able to talk in the air? ”

The young Jindan monk's surprised voice led to the end, and the somewhat tired monk in Chinese clothes looked over, although he was also stunned for a moment, but he was not as surprised as the two of them, and only said lightly: "Feng Jiu, this is the little junior sister who was collected for you by the teacher, who opened her eyes, her name is Yan Qingqiao, she is fifteen years old this year, and she is building a foundation for cultivation." ”

When the young Jindan monk heard this, he couldn't help but sigh: "Senior brother and sister are so powerful! ”

"Don't be presumptuous." The tired monk in Chinese clothes was none other than Yan Zhuqing, who had been away from Kunlun for several months, and was now passing by with his eldest disciple Yan Fengjiu and a group of colleagues.

Yan Zhu lightly accepted Qing Qiao just because he saw that this little girl had some qualifications back then, and he wanted to cultivate one or two, so that he could add a big boost to his subordinates in the future. Yan Zhu lowered his eyelids lightly, hiding the worry in his eyes: he knew best how long Qing Qiao had only been in contact with the supernatural powers, and it was not even a year. And the air painting is the Yan family's own Yuanying monk may not be able to master everyone, to be able to master the ability of the air painting, without decades and hundreds of years of ability, it is generally impossible to do.

Yan Zhu faintly realized that the qualifications of this little disciple he accepted in terms of divine powers were really too outstanding. If Yan Ruhui does not have the existence of Yan Huanjin under Yan Ruhui now, he is happy with such qualifications, but there is the existence of a female disciple of the side branch who is more qualified than Yan Huanjin, and Yan Zhu, who has been wandering between the two sects of his clan for many years, understands the disgrace in it: too outstanding, I am afraid that Yan Ruhui will have some ideas in her heart, and some people in the Yan family will also have ideas in their hearts.

Yan Zhuqing has never been a saint, Yan Qingqiao has received great favor from him, and now the relationship with him is incomparable to Yan Huanjin, and even Qingqiao is so qualified, his heart is far more happy than worried, and now it seems that above the supernatural powers, it is only a matter of time before Yan Qingqiao surpasses Yan Huanjin. But if Yan Qingqiao, who is so qualified, will assist Yan Huanjin in the future, Yan Zhuqing always has a feeling of being violent and ruined. And from another point of view, even if his relationship with Qing Qiao has been drawn together since he was a child, so that Qing Qiao is obedient and loyal to him, in the future, the next Tianji Hall Master is not the strongest person in the entire Tianji Palace, I am afraid that the situation will be very delicate at that time, not to mention that there are people in the Yan family who are ready to move.

For people like Yan Zhuqing, their thoughts are far beyond the reach of ordinary people, and after the future discord between these families and the Heavenly Machine Hall went through in his heart, Yan Zhuqing put his mind to the bottom of his heart. With a single blow, the men attacked the masked blackfriars.

In an instant, the situation took a sharp turn, and Qing Qiao, who closed his eyes, paused, and the amazing picture of the Star Palace painted by the spiritual power dissipated instantly, she opened her eyes and spit out a truth that made these Kunlun monks who came from thousands of miles a little unbearable: "The Star Palace is scattered, the Seven Evils, the Broken Army, and the Greedy Wolf, the pattern is to kill the wolf, wander the Zodiac Twelve Signs, the Thirteen Stars, and the greedy wolf is out of touch." Wen Zihua is a greedy wolf. "The greedy wolf is a rebellious thief, and even the monks present who don't understand the supernatural powers also understood Qing Qiao's comment in an instant: The so-called disappearance of Wen Zihua is actually a rebellion. Among the masked monks, one of them was stiff.

In the sky, the power of the sky was suppressed, and the black-clothed monks saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly fled, but someone suddenly struck the monk who was stiff and slowed down for half a beat. Under the prestige of the high-ranking monk, the monk could not avoid it, his legs were bent, he knelt on one knee, the masked face towel was knocked down at some point, and a face that was three similar to Qin Jingzhi appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Qin Rufeng's eyes were about to split: "Zihua, you ......" If Qin Yu hadn't stopped him in time, he would probably have rushed up and killed Wen Zihua.

His companions came thousands of miles to find him, but they got such a result, which is always a little difficult to accept.

Qin Yu looked at Wen Zihua coldly, took out the immortal rope and tied him up, closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already clear: "Instead of knowing that this is the result, I might as well have you died at that time." After saying that, he waved his hand to stop the monk beside him, "You don't have to be impulsive and hand over Kunlun's traitorous cultivator Wen Zihua to the sect." ”

After saying this, Qin Yu and the others turned to look at the high-ranking monks who had made a move, raised their hands and saluted: "Kunlun disciple Qin Yu would like to thank a few real people for their help. ”

"It doesn't matter." Someone waved his hand, looked at the girl who came out of the formation, looked at the whole world, and really didn't trap her formation, and the ability of the clear eye became a self-contained in her, "Qing Qiao, come here as a teacher!" ”

Qing Qiao was also surprised, she walked out of the formation, she didn't expect to leave Kunlun for a few months, it has been a few months, and it is not clear that Yan Zhuqing will appear here with a dusty face. There were several high-ranking monks beside him, one of whom looked very young, although he was not handsome, but there was a little silly in his eyebrows, and he was showing a kind smile at her, and his eyes were shining at her.