The voice did not fall.

Suddenly, a pitch-black thing flew out of Cangsong's cuffs, and before the others could react, this poison actually bit Dao Xuan Zhenren's wrist.

Then the figure of Cangsong Dao flickered, and the whole person shot backwards violently, and at the same time, the poison also rose into the air, and after a while, it paused in mid-air, making a squeaky sound.

It was a palm-sized xenomorph centipede, with brilliant colors and seven bifurcations on its tail. At this moment, the vibration flew, shaking his head and tail, looking extremely arrogant.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yuye was okay to say, but Zhang Xiaofan was stunned, his whole body suddenly trembled slightly, and his eyes stared straight at the monster in mid-air, the thing that was deeply imprinted in the depths of his memory: "Seven-tailed centipede!" ”

Time flashed backwards and roared upwards, transporting him to that dark night many years ago, when Pu Zhi duel with the mysterious man in black, and he lost all his bloody nights at the same time!

His whole body trembled, and the boundless bloody aura that rose from his heart surrounded him. He reached out and grabbed the burning stick tightly in his hand!

But at this time, no one noticed Zhang Xiaofan's strange appearance at all, and everyone's eyes and attention were on Daoxuan Zhenren.

The first elders of the Qingyun Sect, whose experience is comparable to that of ordinary people, surrounded the Dao Xuan real person in the blink of an eye, especially separated from the seven-tailed centipede, and when everyone looked at the Dao Xuan real person, they couldn't help but lose their color.

I saw Dao Xuan Zhenren's right hand trembling, and there was a wound on his middle finger, obviously injured by the seven-tailed centipede, only to see that in this moment, the blood that flowed out was already black, and what was even worse was that from the wound on the finger, a shocking black gas attacked almost at a visible speed.

The seven-tailed centipede is known for its absolute poison in the world, and it is a master like Dao Xuan Zhenren, but he is also trapped by it.

Dao Xuan Zhenren only felt dizzy and depressed for a moment, but how high his Taoism was, especially better than the Puzhi monk back then, he immediately calmed his mind, his left hand pointed like a knife, and counted the points to his right hand, which had almost been numb for a moment, and drew a talisman in the air, blocking the momentum of the black qi upward attack.

The blow was successful, and Cangsong Daoren's eyes when he looked at Dao Xuan Zhenren also had a hint of indifference.

You must know that he has been waiting for this moment for a long time, even if the original backup plan has not been fully implemented, and he is bitten by the seven-tailed centipede at this time, even if Dao Xuan Zhenren steps into the Taiqing realm with half a foot, most of that skill has been eliminated by five or six.

Suddenly, there was silence, deathly silence.

Although there were suspicions earlier, at this time, Dao Xuan Zhenren's heart was still a little angry.

Cangsong Daoren, who is considered a single-handed figure in the 'Qingyun Gate', would really do such a thing......

He deserves to be punished.

"What do you do?"

He hoarsely voiced and asked everyone's questions to the Cangsong Daoist who was standing at the door of the main hall. At this moment, even the disciples of Longshou Peak, Qi Hao, Lin Jingyu, and others, could hardly believe their eyes, and they all opened their mouths wide, looking at the person who was once one of the most powerful people on this Qingyun Mountain.

"Me?"

Cangsong Daoren seemed to have suddenly changed into another person, and laughed wildly: "I'm plotting against you!" Can't you see that? As he spoke, he made a gesture with his hand, and the seven-tailed centipede in mid-air suddenly flew towards him, and disappeared into his sleeve robe in a blink of an eye.

Qi Hao couldn't hold back any longer, his voice was full of confusion and horror, and he shouted, "Master, are you, are you crazy?" ”

Cangsong Daoren glanced at him, and then his gaze fell on Lin Jingyu, who was standing beside Qi Hao but had an almost the same expression as him, and there were more disciples of Longshou Peak, and even other disciples of the various veins of Qingyun Sect, all looking at him with an unbelievable look like a madman.

"Hahaha, crazy? Oh, yes! I've been crazy for a long time! ”

Cangsong Daoist looked up to the sky and laughed, his expression seemed to have a hint of madness: "As early as a hundred years ago, it was also in this Yuqing Palace, when I saw the fate of ten thousand swords and ten thousand senior brothers, I was already crazy!" ”

"Master!" Qi Hao and Lin Jingyu of Longshou Peak were already crying in their voices at this moment, but behind them, the bodies of the first elders of the Qingyun Sect who were surrounding Dao Xuan Zhenren suddenly stiffened!

Wan Jianyi, this name that seemed to carry a nightmare, with a thick shadow, pressed on the sky above Qingyunmen.

Although Dao Xuan had long known the status of 'Ten Thousand Sword One' in everyone's hearts, the corners of his eyes twitched at this moment, and this name, which no one had dared to mention in front of him for a hundred years, seemed to have deeply stimulated him.

Xiao Yicai supported his body, but he suddenly found that Dao Xuan Zhenren's injured body suddenly shook violently, and even through that layer of clothes, he could feel that the flame that suddenly burned in the teacher's body was so scorching!

Cangsong Daoren stood there frantically, as if the evil qi that had accumulated in his heart for many years had finally leaked out, and for a while, no one stepped forward to arrest the murderer who had injured the head of Qingyun Sect.

He pointed to Daoxuan Zhenren, and then pointed to the Sanqing Statue in the shadows behind the crowd, and said loudly: "You, you," he pointed to Tian Buyi, Shui Yue, Zeng Shuchang, Shang Zhengliang and other Qingyun heads, "You all tell me with your conscience, who should sit in this position of head?" Is it Senior Brother Wan back then, or is it him? ”

No one answered, and the young disciple was at a loss, but Tian Buyi and the others were blushing and silent.

Above the main hall, only the voice of Cangsong Daoist echoed like a madness: "Why, don't you speak?" Isn't it a shame? Hahaha, yes! Oh, yes! In fact, who doesn't know what to do? But who is the person sitting in this seat now? ”

Shui Yue's face was pale, looking at Cang Song, who was like two people on weekdays, and said slowly: "Senior Brother Cangsong, more than 100 years have passed, why are you so persistent?" ”

"Phew!"

Cangsong Daoren didn't care about his identity at this moment, he snorted fiercely, with a look of disdain on his face, and sneered: "More than a hundred years? Oh, yes! I have endured it for more than 100 years, and only today have I had the opportunity to avenge Senior Brother Wan's grievances. Under the Qingyun Gate back then, the wild trip, you, you, you! ”

He pointed his fingers one by one, and pointed at Tian Buyi, Zeng Shuchang, and Shang Zhengliang, and sneered: "In the past hundred years, you have been the first to be comfortable, but do you remember that Senior Brother Wan saved our lives regardless of a single thing?" Do you still remember who did not hesitate to share the experience of cultivating with us, so that we can make great progress in the Tao? And you! ”

He pointed at Shui Yue and said coldly: "You just said that I was so persistent? Hehe, hey, who didn't know that you were in love with Senior Brother Wan in private, and he later saved you and loved you, but he didn't expect to see death that day, but today he still comes to ridicule me! ”