The time of a cup of tea is a rare moment of rest for the Qingling disciples, the time is too short, but it is still desperate to repair and restore the body, and the pills are even more stuffed into their mouths one by one, not daring to delay, because soon, they will face a more fierce battle.

When the fog dissipated, He Binghan and Peng Jihan didn't even have time to escape, and they were restored, Mu Xuan, who was like a crazy woman, held it in his hand with a hideous face, his resentful eyes were cast in the distance, and he raised his hand to be a ruthless palm, and the cultivation of the two of them was cruelly unloaded with a 'poof', and the pain of the dantian shattered made them can't help but roar in pain, the two handsome faces were twisted together, but they were silent, they didn't want to be so spineless, they were the people of the little uncle/little master, they couldn't be too bad, Moreover, they are the pillars of everyone, and if they can't bear this pain, it may completely dissipate the little faith that the disciples have, and at that time, the Pure Spirit Sect will be completely finished, so they can't call it, they can't let them know their truth

On the back mountain, the battle of the ancestors has already entered the white heat, and the surrounding ground is already a mess, and it is difficult to tell the difference, and it is impossible to distinguish between the top and the bottom, the fact is this: the two ancestors of the peak of the tribulation of the Ethereal Peak and the Jade Maiden Palace are already the best masters, and the two high-level ancestors of the Qingling Sect are naturally not a problem, so the arrogant two feel that they have been cultivating for so long, and they have rarely moved their muscles and bones, so this time they will take this opportunity to be a little stiff, so, The consequence is that the two intrusive ancestors regretted that they wanted to hit the wall, and these two immortal old people actually broke through their cultivation! Feeling that they themselves became other people's sparring partners, this is good, it is a complete ending. It turned into a draw, and there was even a slight tendency to take advantage of the downwind, how could this not make them want to vomit blood? With them, my sect's attack this time is probably completely disintegrated.

"Yeshan! You bastard, you dare to pick up your grandfather's rising momentum, shameless thing! If I don't peel you alive today, you will believe it! "Ethereal Rongfeng and Qingye Mountain, the ancestor of the Qingling Sect, can be said to be natural rivals. The two have been fighting for so many years of cultivation. And the ethereal Rongfeng will always be the second in ten thousand years, and so many years of suppression (of course, the suppression here is someone's self-righteousness) has created his perverse and ruthless character. There is no distinction between good and evil, and it is sometimes good and sometimes bad, which makes people helpless. This time, he finally surpassed his rival, and then it was so coincidental that a junior came over to ask him to come out. Naturally, he danced excitedly, and his sleeve robe waved and came over. There is only one reason why he is so positive, that is, more than a thousand years have passed, and he has finally raised his eyebrows. Rushing in front of that sworn enemy and entering the height of a half-step heavenly immortal, how could this not make him excited? It's a pity, for the smug people. God never chooses to favor, so. When someone hadn't tasted enough of ridiculing their rival's addiction, a miracle happened, and Qingrongfeng also broke through~

"Wow...... a certain nerve raised an old face full of chrysanthemums, looking at the handsome and evil face of his rival and burst into tears, "Woo...... Why? Why? Why do you want to break through? Why break through at this time? Ah......h......h Is it easy for him to earn the first one, it's only been an hour, and before he can get enough of it, he loses it, this is not a describable sadness, but the urge to completely away.

Qingye Mountain stood in the air, his snow-white gold-inlaid silk robe lined with a handsome young face like a jade porcelain vase, making him look more elegant, a long black hair and heels, all scattered on both sides of the cheeks and a little back, lined with white skin like jade, fluttering style eye-catching, standing in the air, let the breeze blow, just like the mortal immortals, people can't help but want to kneel and worship.

Faintly turning his head sideways, Qingye Mountain's cherry red sexy thin lips are slightly hooked, with a touch of mockery, but also full of a touch of provocation and disgust, this brain-dead still has a face to cry, with a group of disciples to slaughter him all the disciples of the mountain sect, not to mention, but also want to occupy the resources of the entire Qingling Sect, it is simply shameless! Over the years, although they have been fighting more than once, fighting back and forth, it can be said that they have fought wits and courage, wine and beasts, and have fought everything, for a long time, although they can't be friends in life, but on the road of martial arts, they can be regarded as good partners. However, he hadn't seen him for hundreds of years since he entered the Tribulation Period Retreat, however, what he didn't expect was that after he got out of the pass, he found out that the once arrogant but not annoying martial idiot would become like this, and he dared to ignore the lives of his disciples of the Qing Ling Sect, and lead other sects to attack the Qing Ling Sect in one fell swoop, and even slaughter! It's just unbearable for him!

"Ethereal Rongfeng, you dare to slaughter my full disciples, it is simply an unforgivable sin, today your grandfather I will put you on the spot to correct the Fa and do the right thing for the heavens!" When the words fell, Qingye Mountain's elegant figure had disappeared in place, leaving only an invisible Heavenly Dao power swept towards the Ethereal Glory Peak with a sky-high evil aura. The ethereal Rong Feng, who was making trouble, didn't hear the words behind Qingye Mountain at all, so he only felt that his scalp was numb, and a kind of earth-destroying silent attack bento was under the hood! Suddenly, the ethereal Rongfeng's eyes opened angrily, he roared, waved his hand and punched out a few knots, the knots were connected to the wave-like invisible qi that the power of the Heavenly Dao turned into, and the seals collapsed, and the remaining power of the Heavenly Dao was still mostly half, but the lethality was still amazing, and he didn't stop slamming towards the important acupuncture points in front of the Ethereal Rongfeng, which was actually very, as if he had to tear the person in front of him to pieces before he would give up!

"Damn Qingye Mountain, count you ruthlessly, Lao Tzu will fight with you today!" The mouth was shouting, but the ethereal Rongfeng's hand movement did not dare to slow down at all, and when he raised his hand, he didn't know where to take out a palm-sized steel bowl, which was shining with golden light. After the ethereal Rongfeng held it in his hand, he began to murmur the incantation, and suddenly, the entire sky was full of golden light, and the momentum on its surface was no worse than the formation of the fairy of the Immortal Palace, or even worse, it was amazingly beautiful.

Of course, the beauty here is striking, not of some bad old man, but of the huge bowl under the golden light.

(If Luo Xin was here, he would definitely scream, "Ah, isn't that the old man Fahai's fateful rice bowl?") ”）

The golden bowl tilted slightly in the air, and the golden light turned into a golden barrier that blocked half of the sky in front of the ethereal Rong Feng, completely intercepting the power of the Heavenly Dao that followed, and making a heavy buzzing sound, just like the sound of the giant bell of the Heavenly Palace! The shock made people's blood surge, and the infarction was uncomfortable.

"Humph!" Seeing that his attack was blocked, Qingye Shan snorted coldly, and a green light of unknown size flashed in his slender right hand like a fairy bamboo, only to see him smile evilly, and his fingers moved lightly, as if he was pinching the trick, but it was not like it, after all, the gesture that seemed so simple was too far from the complicated trick. And the ethereal Rongfeng, who had just blocked the dangerous blow, did not dare to slack off in the slightest, the nerves of the whole person were tensed into a straight line, his eyes stared directly at Qingye Mountain's movements, without blinking, for fear that he would miss Qingye Mountain's shot the moment he blinked, too familiar, too familiar, the smile just now was the smile he often saw hundreds of years ago, and every time after that, his consequences were miserable, and the time to go back to cultivation was multiplied, although it would not hurt his life, but it was absolutely painful!

At this time, the ethereal Rongfeng still hadn't discovered that Qingye Mountain had already moved his killing intent against him, and this time he would definitely be killed or injured, and he would never be light.

Although the miserable Rong Feng knew the defense and was treating it carefully, he forgot that he would still attack.

The emerald green Ruyi is still the same size, but the surrounding air suddenly fluctuates violently, and wisps of air that should be invisible suddenly show their shape, which is a milky white strip of unknown object, which turned into slag in the vibration, as if the Heavenly Dao is about to collapse into a chaotic mess, and also makes the surrounding aura no longer circulate, as if the entire space has been stilled by the Heavenly Dao, there is no air, let alone aura, except for the ethereal Rongfeng's increasingly rapid breathing, nothing, Qingye Mountain seemed to have disappeared between heaven and earth, and there was no trace to follow.

"What's going on?" Holding the huge bowl, Ren Jinguang shrouded himself, cold sweat fell on his forehead, and he became an ant on the hot pot, walking around looking for a way out, however, he was not allowed to continue to panic, suddenly, the bamboo pole fell from the sky, no, to be exact, it should be the golden arrow in the bamboo falling from the sky, dense, thousands of falling from the sky, just like the rapid storm, the ferocity struck, and it was about to poke him into a sieve.

"Qingye Mountain, you actually want to kill me!" This time, the ethereal Rongfeng finally understood the true intention of Qingye Mountain, and completely woke up, now he and Qingye Mountain are no longer friends, but have become real mortal enemies, his mountain disciples are invading the mountain disciples of Qingye Mountain, and even contact other sect masters, slaughtering innocents at any cost, this, in fact, is not what he met, but they really need those things, so, for their own future, they are destined to sacrifice some people, and he, Those who are reluctant to sacrifice themselves are naturally others.

Hiding under the strong and unhurried defense of the golden bowl, the ethereal Rongfeng lowered his head and pondered before he could raise his head in an instant, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were already bloody, and he couldn't be a friend, so be an enemy! They are already nowhere to go! The future Kangzhuang Immortal Road is waiting for his arrival, and he can't give up halfway because of the kindness of the woman, so today, no matter what the result is, he will not regret it.

Qingye Mountain, suspended in mid-air, squinted at the ethereal Rongfeng surrounded by a rain of golden swords, and an inappropriate gloom flashed in his eyes, this is a tribute to this once budding friendship, and it is also a complete burial.

"Ethereal Rongfeng, the disciples of Ershanmen killed innocent disciples, today, I will take you down to comfort the heroic souls of my Shanmen disciples, take it!" The cold lips opened slightly, spitting out bloodthirsty words, and in retrospect, it was already a Dao Dao rune array that turned into a yellow giant net and spread it together.

Seeing that the big net of Fu Seal was pressed, the ethereal Rongfeng uncharacteristically did not dodge, but raised his head, hooked his lips, and quietly waited for the arrival of the big net, the curvature hanging on the edge of the lip flap was so weird. (To be continued)