Bidding farewell to the two brothers with tears, Meng Yang went straight to East Street.

After coming to East Street, he could clearly see the transparent barrier of Qingyu Sect Mountain.

If it weren't for this barrier light curtain that could overwhelm the True Martial Peak Realm Grandmaster, Meng Yang would have flown into the Qingyu Sect Mountain a long time ago.

"It seems that there has to be some movement, otherwise it will be really difficult to get in. ”

With this in mind, Meng Yang didn't talk nonsense, his feet slammed, and all his qi and blood burst out.

The sound of thunder rushing to the sky, all the Xingxiu on the frightened East Street hugged their heads and fled.

The Nine Turns One Yuan Xuanding Martial Spirit was released, and Meng Yang raised a palm and slapped it towards the barrier of the Qingyu Sect.

The clouds surged, and the giant palm fell, and all the disciples of the Qingyu Sect Mountain all felt the numbness from the top of their heads at the same time.

This palm was powerful and turbulent, and before it bombarded the barrier of the Qingyu Sect, it pressed out a giant palm concave shadow, which shocked all the people of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Qingyu Sect and galloped towards the east gate.

"Stop..."At this moment, a cold cheer resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Then, an old man in a black robe, like an aurora crossing the sky, suddenly appeared beside Meng Yang.

The right hand wrapped in white yarn full of runes, with such a simple finger, Meng Yang's complexion changed greatly, as if he had been hit hard, the whole person flew away from the martial soul phantom, and the blood spurting out of his mouth drew a long thin line in the air.

"The Qingyu Sect is a mountainous land, and you are allowed to wait for you to be wild and presumptuous, and you don't know how thick the sky is..."

"Go and capture it back to the Mountain Sect and torture it..."

"Yes!" the belated members of the Law Enforcement Hall bowed respectfully and walked towards a ruin of smoke and dust.

"Wait, I have something important to meet with your Qingyu Sect Master, delay the big thing, you will be responsible for your death..."

Before they could rush in, Meng Yang swallowed a healing pill and walked out of the collapsed house.

Except for the blood stains on the corners of his mouth, his hair was a little messy, and his face was a little pale, as if he was nothing, everyone in the Law Enforcement Hall who was watching was stunned, and they all cast their surprised eyes on the black-robed old man who was standing behind him and stepping on the void.

"What a body of iron and bronze bones, you can eat my withered hands and black fingers and stand up, you are the only one in the melting body realm..."

Meng Yangpi hugged his fists with a smile: "The juniors really have something important to meet the sect master, and ask the elders to be accommodating, this matter is related to the stars of the sect, the juniors dare not lie to lie, if there is deception, let the Qingyu Sect deal with it afterwards..."

"Xingzi..."The black-robed old man raised his eyebrows, and his eyes suddenly sharpened: "Really?"

"Seriously!"

The black-robed man glanced at Meng Yang a few times, and suddenly reached out and grabbed it in the air, lifting Meng Yang's whole person up.

In the whirring wind, an old man and a young man disappeared in the eyes of unknown people.

"That, that, Hall Master Li, the destruction of my yard, you see..."

"What do you see, our Law Enforcement Hall only arrests people, regardless of the aftermath, ask for money to go to the group of people in the Yitang, go!"

"Brother, whether we can get out of the sea of guarding the door depends on you..."

also raised his head, looking at the disappeared backs of Meng Yang and the black-robed old man, the two gatekeepers were full of anticipation.

......

Qingyu Sect Mountain, in a large hall, Meng Yang is neither humble nor arrogant, standing calmly and calmly in place, allowing more than a dozen Zhenwu late stage masters in the upper hall to either release coercion and temptation with him, or look at him with a cold light, all of them are old monks like Zen, not afraid of danger.

"Let's talk about it, how did you know about my sect's Xingzi except for us guys?"

At this moment, a person who was like a shadow, unable to see his true face, passed through the wall from a dark corner and asked.

Looking at the empty seat on the first place, Meng Yang did not hesitate, he was about to go to Kuang Mountain, and by chance, he heard the murderer talk about it, and he said it.

In addition to concealing the existence of Jiu Liguang, even what the murderer said, he told everyone present word for word.

When he finished speaking, the whole hall was silent, as if only the heartbeat could be heard.

"Night Sect, I didn't expect to stretch out the black hand so long, and I still want to control my sect, it's a joke. ”

"At the beginning, I suspected that although our Qingyu Sect and the White Mountain Sect had many things wrong, we didn't need such a black hand, I didn't expect that someone was using us. So since they dare to kill my sect Xingzi, do they already have the consequences of our sect's anger?"

"Elders don't need to be so excited, whether this matter is true or not, it has not yet been decided, maybe this person was sent by the Baishan Sect to deliberately confuse the public and play tricks on us? ”

"By all means, if what this son said is true, we have done bad things, and this matter has to be decided by the sect master..."

Meng Yang, who was standing in the hall, was a little weak-hearted, and from time to time he peeked at the grandmasters sitting in the hall.

Although I didn't hear them speak, judging from their facial expressions, it should be in the spiritual sense.

As for what exactly they were talking about, he didn't want to know, he just wanted to meet the Sect Master of the Green Feather Sect now, and then complete the task.

If this Qingyu Sect Sect Master is easy to talk and ask for some benefits, it is human nature, right.

Meng Yang, who was talking to himself, took a deep breath and shook his legs a little uncomfortably.

And all his performances were silently watched by the Qingyu Sect Master who was hidden in the dark.

"Sect Master, the old man doesn't look like a demonic monk, he should be a human monk on the edge of the desolate curtain, according to my experience, I think this son's words are credible, you might as well meet him, maybe he has something in his heart, it's not good to say it in public..."

"Then listen to Wen Chen's words and take him to my room, Xingzi's matter, I want to inquire about him..."

"The Sect Master is wise..."

The phantom beside him disappeared, and the old man named Wen Chen did not hesitate and walked towards the main hall.

"Okay, okay, everyone, stop fighting, the Great Elder is here. ”

Seeing many real martial artists looking at one place, Meng Yang couldn't help but be curious and forget the past.

When he saw the thin old man in a gray robe, walking with a limp, as if he was about to fall down at any moment, Meng Yang couldn't help but be surprised.

"This is the Sect Master of the Blue Feather Sect, wouldn't it, so old?"

"You're not a demonic monk, are you?"

Although the old man looked old, his eyes were black and shiny, like obsidian.

As soon as he appeared, his eyes looked at Meng Yang and looked at him.

Meng Yang also felt that there was no need to hide this matter, and nodded seriously and admitted: "The junior is indeed not a demon barbarian. ”

"Very good, although you are old and decrepit, my sect will meet you..."

"Ahh

It turns out that this old man is not the sect master, but an elder.

Judging from the eyes of this group of true martial artists, isn't it the Great Elder of the Qingyu Sect?

Meng Yang guessed in his heart as he walked towards the old man in the hall.

Watching the two of them leave from the back door of the hall, Zhenwu, who was sitting in the lobby, glanced at each other, and left silently.

After walking out of the back of the hall, a wide road made of jade appeared in front of Meng Yang.

The road was a kilometer long and led to the attic at the end of the line of sight, which sat in the corner of the hill.

Come to think of it, the main hall just now should be the Hall of Elders, and this is the resting place of the Sect Master of the Blue Feather Sect.

With a thought, Meng Yang silently moved his gaze to the old man in front of him.

Before, in the main hall, the distance was far away, he thought that the old man was limping when he walked, but now the two of them were one in front of the other, and the distance was only one meter, Meng Yang only found that the old man seemed to be walking, but in fact he was floating in the air and shaking, giving people the illusion of lameness.

Stepping into the air, any monk who breaks through the Gathering Martial Realm can do it, but to be like the old man, I am afraid that the means of controlling spiritual power have reached the point of being supernatural, and it is impossible to cultivate to the peak of true martial arts.

In other words, the old man in front of him turned out to be a super strong man who had stepped into the body quenching realm in half a step.

"When I arrived, the sect master was waiting for Xiaoyou in the room..."

"Thank you, Elder for leading the way..."Meng Yang smiled at each other and nodded sincerely.

The old man also smiled slightly, did not speak, and turned to walk in the direction from which he came.

Turning around, Meng Yang did not hesitate and pushed open the door of the room in front of him.

The breeze blew, and a strong fragrance came to the nose.

Meng Yang frowned, didn't think much about it, and continued to walk towards the room.

When he reached the middle of the house, the door behind him suddenly closed.

At the same time, a little light illuminates the entire room, illuminating the blurred outline in its vision.

"Junior Meng Yang, the words of the nine seniors of the Demon Sect, there are tokens to bring to the sect master. ”

Without waiting to see the appearance of the person in front of him, Meng Yang bowed down and explained his intention.

"Nine seniors, is it the demon sect Jiu Lisheng's seniors, or is it Jiu Liguang's old immortal?"

"This..."Meng Yang was stunned and couldn't help but raise his head, but he didn't look back.

Because the voice did not come from in front of him, it was behind him.

And the illuminated silhouette in front of him was actually a hanger.

"It's Jiu Liguang's senior, and he met the murderer by chance that day, and Jiu Liguang's predecessor was also in retreat nearby. After reprimanding a few people to leave, he took out a piece of Jiaolin and handed it to the juniors, asking me to come to you, saying that the sect master will understand after reading it..."

Saying this, Meng Yang reached into the placket and groped for a while.

Then silently opened the storage space, called Jiaolin out, and held it in his palm.

"Sect Master, don't worry, the juniors haven't seen it..."

As soon as the words fell, Jiaolin in his palm rose out of thin air and flew behind him.

Feeling a gentle aura swinging away, Meng Yang knew that the other party was checking, straightened his waist, and waited for a while.

"This old horseman, so he has a good idea, it's really hard for his IQ that doesn't have much brain capacity. ”

"Yes, to be appreciated by this old guy Jiu Liguang, it means that you also have something extraordinary, sit..."

Hearing someone's compliment, Meng Yang's face turned red and obediently walked to the seat on the side.

Then, a figure floated into the eye socket and sat opposite.

It was a middle-aged man, a burly middle-aged man with two horns on his head and wearing black armor.

This person's steps are majestic, just sitting there, there is no spiritual power to radiate, but it gives people a momentum that is invincible.

The dignified face that was not angry but mighty, although staring at him with a shallow smile, was full of manliness.

This was the first time that Meng Yang had felt a unique manhood from a demonic monk.

This spirit made him sharp, his instrument was lofty, his eyes were like cold stars, cold and unfathomable.

The Sect Master of the Green Feather Sect really lives up to his reputation...

Meng Yang, who couldn't help but admire in his heart, also smiled.

He felt that such a person would echo the image of the sect master in his heart.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, the first thing he said was Meng Yang's stupidity on the spot.

"Then, from now on, you are the star of the Qingyu Sect..."