On the mountain of flowing waves

Under the earth-shattering sword intent, a figure fell from the sky without warning.

Tian Buyi saw it in his eyes, immediately turned the sword technique, and his face flashed away with fierceness, and went straight to the bloodsucking old demon.

At this time, the wind suddenly became loud.

A ray of light emanated from a hidden corner, blocking Tian Buyi's way.

Tian Buyi stopped his figure instantly, only to see the purple black qi flashing, and after a while, he caught the falling vampire old demon.

There was a shaking, and several people appeared, and in the woods behind them, countless footsteps rang out at the same time.

There are many shadows in the darkness, and I don't know how many people are hiding inside, just look at the dozens of people who appeared and walked out, most of them are from the Demon Sect.

Then

Su Ru and the others also walked in front of Tian Buyi, followed by other disciples of the decent sect, looking at each other from a distance.

Just look at the few people who stand at the forefront of the Demon Cult.

It was the ghost king who caught the body of the bloodsucking old demon who went and returned to the earth.

At this moment, the vampire old demon had fallen into a coma, and there was no whole body of good meat on his body, and when he was close, he could smell the slightest smell of burning.

Looking at him, the ghost king's eyes flickered.

Secretly ruthless in his heart: If it weren't for that old guy coming, he wouldn't have been able to make a move! Do you want to take this opportunity to kill him?

He looked at the people around him.

And beside him, there were two others, one was a bald old man, and the light that stopped Tian Buyi before was emitted by him.

As for the other one, he is a white-faced scholar, chic and outstanding, with a smile on his face, and he can't see a trace of evil, it is Qinglong! ~

And the white tiger is gone.

Here in the right way, Cangsong Daoren and Tian Buyi and others next to him glanced at each other, the corners of their eyes seemed to twitch slightly, snorted, and said coldly: "Okay! All right! The old guy was finally born. ”

At this time, someone next to him had already come to support the vampire old demon, and the bald old man seemed to have a good relationship with the vampire old demon, and walked to his side and began to probe the injuries on his body.

And the vampire old demon is unconscious, and he can't be reassured at all.

The ghost king had an empty hand, and in his eyes, it seemed that he had finally let go of the boredom in his heart, smiling but not speaking, his expression was very relaxed, and he did not have the slightest feeling of the current enemy.

Qinglong, who was standing next to him, glanced at him.

His eyes were full of meaning.

Su Ru's face was solemn, and with her gaze, she naturally saw that these people were all very good, and they were by no means weaker than the bloodsucking old demon just now, but I was afraid that most of them were old demons who had not been born for a long time in the Demon Sect.

Su Ru whispered to Tian Buyi, who was standing beside her

The look on Tian Buyi's face was not good-looking, his brows were furrowed, and he said, "That bald old man is the Duanmu Ancestor of Jieshi Mountain, and he has always been a loner in the Demon Sect.

This person and the vampire old demon are both remnants of the Demon Sect that we hunted down a hundred years ago.

As for the two people next to him, one seems to be the sect master of the Demon Sect Ghost King Sect's generation, but I have never seen that white-faced scholar.

Su Ru gasped, in the battle of righteousness and demons a hundred years ago, she did not succeed in her cultivation, and she did not go deep into the wilderness with Tian Buyi, Cangsong Daoren and others.

But this man's name was thunderous back then.

Duanmu Ancestor is notorious, and he is even better than that bloodsucking old demon.

Suddenly, Su Ru seemed to remember something, and said, "Is there once a hundred poisonous sons?" ”

Tian Buyi was stunned for a moment, and nodded by default: "That's right!" ”

"That's it! It's really a pity that the senior nephew of the Incense Valley, the senior brother in charge once intended to assign a disciple of a small bamboo peak or Ling'er to cultivate a good relationship with that child! ”

Tian Buyi's chest was stuffy~

"How did I not know?"

Su Ruyun rolled her eyes: "This kind of thing, how can the senior brother in charge talk to you?" ”

Tian Buyi thought about it, but he still warned his wife: "The righteous path is all in the same door, let's be cautious about that child first!" ”

Su Ru gave him an understanding look back.

At this moment, the bald Duanmu Ancestor suddenly turned around.

glanced at the righteous path people, and suddenly said sharply

The young disciples of Qingyunmen were all stunned, and they didn't know what he was talking about, but Tian Buyi, Cangsong Daoren, Su Ru and others were Huo Ran.

Tian Buyi said coldly: "Senior Brother Wan is profound, and he leads to the way of heaven. has already been feathered and ascended to the immortal, only a demon clown like you, barking here! ”

The people of the Demon Sect were all stunned, and Duanmu Ancestor lost his voice and said, "Dead? ”

The ghost king and the white-faced scholar standing on the side also seemed to shake slightly.

Although the Suzaku in his own house once revealed this, it was only a large part of the speculation.

This is also the reason why they have never doubted the relationship between Li Xun and Youji.

Duanmu Old Ancestor had a complicated look on his face, touched his bald head with his hand, and muttered a few words in his mouth, and everyone didn't hear what he said, but the last sentence was more clear: "Hehe, I didn't expect this dog thief to die." Hey, hey, hey, hahahahaha┅┅"

As he spoke, this person couldn't help but laugh wildly.

The faces of the people here in Qingyunmen have changed.

Cangsong Daoren stared at him, and suddenly sneered, "What are you laughing at?" He was not there. But under the Qingyun Sect, when dealing with demon clowns like you, there are many people who subdue demons and subdue demons. ”

"Phew!"

seems to be adding prestige to Duanmu Ancestor, and some people have already started cursing, and foul language is endless.

Even behind them, in the dark woods, there was a faint irony.

Cangsong Daoren, Tian Buyi, and Su Ru glanced at each other, but there was worry in their eyes.

Just from that laughter, it was clear that the Demon Sect had not only arrived.

Even in the number of people, there is a lot more.

This battle is only afraid that it will be extremely difficult.

But he didn't want to, and an angry scolding suddenly came from behind Qingyun.

Then a ray of light went straight away.

The speed was extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, he had rushed to Qinglong, but he didn't look flustered, and only raised his right hand.

There was a flash of blue light in the palm of his hand, facing the sword light that rushed over.

said that it was too late, and in the blink of an eye, the sword was as sharp as an arrow from the string, and it crashed into the opponent's palm.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were full of flowers, and they only heard the slightest noise in the air, but they couldn't see the figure of the white-faced scholar.

The young disciples in the righteous path were thunderous, but the Cangsong Dao people and Tian Buyi and the others who were the leaders all sank their faces.

A moment later.

The sword light gradually dimmed, and everyone was dumbfounded, but seeing that Qinglong's face was calm, he used only one hand to resist the dragon slaying sword in Lin Jingyu's hand.

No matter how Lin Jingyu urged in mid-air, he couldn't make any further progress.

I only heard him smile and said, "Young man, go back and cultivate hard for another hundred years!" ”

After saying that, with a wave of his right hand, everyone saw another flash of green light.

Lin Jingyu was hit hard, and the whole person flew backwards, but the dragon slashing sword was in a mournful roar, and after a sharp sound, it rose to the sky, flew high, and plunged straight into the ground.

Cang Song got up, caught Lin Jingyu, who was injured and returned, took a closer look, and knew that it was only a little oscillation, and it was not a big problem, so he put his mind at ease, but his anger increased even more, and his body turned.

I saw that his face was like frost, and he said coldly: "Who is Your Excellency, how can this Qiankun Clear Light Ring, which has been missing for thousands of years, be in your hands?" ”

"What, Qiankun Qingguang Ring?"

Eight out of ten people present, including the Demon Sect's side, were moved.

I only heard Qinglong smile at Cangsong Daoren and said, "I am a nameless junior in the next place, and now under the command of the Ghost King Sect Master, I am a pawn. ”

The Ghost King shook his head with a smile and said, "Brother Long, you are too humble. ”

Duanmu Ancestor looked at Qinglong, thinking of the various abilities of this legendary divine ring.

People who cultivate the true Tao and cultivate the Tao all take the magic weapon very seriously, and they really have a fever all over their bodies.

However, although the other person appeared at the same time as the white-faced scholar, he did not come from the same road, nor did he see this person, only that when he came here, the ghost king stood in the distance with this man.

In the Demon Sect, the power is everywhere, and the major factions all want to achieve the achievements of the black-hearted old man back then.

Eight hundred years ago, the kind of situation where the Blood Refining Hall called for wind and rain made people yearn for it.

It's just that the forces of each sect are equal, and even the remaining many small factions of the Demon Sect are mostly attached to the four major sects, and it is difficult to distinguish between the upper and lower sects.

Although they are secretly intriguing, on the surface, everyone is barely maintaining harmony.

And at this moment, this Qiankun Qingguang Ring, which had been missing for thousands of years, suddenly appeared.

Duanmu Old Ancestor only felt that the internal strength of the Ghost King Sect was unfathomable.

But a smile appeared on his face, but it looked more ugly than crying: "The sect master said that he laughed, who doesn't know that the Ghost King Sect is in full swing now, but I really haven't seen this dragon brother, and I really want to get to know it." ”

The Ghost King glanced at the other party deeply, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly smiled, and said, "Brother Dao is also what he said, anyway, we will see each other in the future." You should have known three hundred years ago. Under the command of the previous generation of ghost kings, there are four holy envoys in our ghost king sect, right? ”

Duanmu Old Ancestor had already lost his voice and said, "What, Qinglong and White Tiger. Suzaku Xuanwu, these four people, are still alive? ”

The white-faced scholar and the ghost king smiled at each other, and smiled at everyone, "Hello everyone, I am Qinglong. ”

On the side of the righteous path, the reaction was not very intense, but the people in the Demon Sect were shocked.

Three hundred years ago.

When the Ghost King Sect had just risen, in addition to the previous generation of Ghost Kings in the door, it was the so-called Four Great Holy Envoys as the foundation force, and their power was rising day by day.

I saw Qinglong suddenly sigh, turned his head to the ghost king and said, "After all, I am still old, you can see that among the righteous young people on the other side, all of them have doubts on their faces, and most of them have never heard my name." ”

The Ghost King knew Qinglong's intentions, and he was also willing to sing this double reed, breaking the prestige of the other factions of the Demon Sect, and said with a smile: "Brother Long, why worry too much, the younger generations are rare and strange, as long as time passes, the name of Brother Dragon will definitely regain the power of the world." ”

Qinglong laughed, looking towards his right hand in laughter, as if there was still some faint desolation.