Bang!

The light beneath his feet finally dissipated. Seeing that a golden avenue that entered through the door was gone, Qingji couldn't help but cry out secretly.

He looked up, and the Bihong Mountains in the distance were endless, ethereal and ethereal, no different from what he had just watched outside the door.

But inside and outside the door, the meaning it represents is very different.

He is just a child of a separate family, the so-called humble ant generation. In this grand pomp and circumstance that seemed to be about to break through the sky, the clan returned to the clan in a grand manner. What's next?

Could it really be that he really wants to follow the order of the Third Ancestor of the Supreme Sect and join the Red Yin lineage? It's not hard to guess with your toes that there must be a sinister situation of death and no life.

If you don't join, you don't seem to have a choice. I didn't expect that the spiritual holy will of the ancestor of the Tang Qing clan would act so unreliable. Its headless style is not far behind the spirit.

"What? How dare you, this kid, disobey this seat? This seat commands you to join the Red Yin lineage.

After half a month, they will participate in the promotion ceremony together with other outstanding children of the family, so that they can be officially listed in the family tree. Did you hear that? Why don't you bow down and receive the commandment? ”

Thundered!

The majestic pressure crosses the void and covers the top.

In the midst of that fierce coercion, the voice of the Third Ancestor of Taishang became extremely cold again. I only heard him smile fiercely:

"Rotten wood is rotten wood! You, junior, do you think that by chance, you have been touched by some of the Holy Will of the First Ancestor, and since then you have relied on it, and you can be lawless? Don't kneel down yet! ”

Thundered!

Another coercion broke through the air and struck again towards the standing Qingji.

Zheng!

At this moment, at the very high place of the Bihong Mountain Range in front of him, in a towering ancient stone hall, a brilliant light suddenly rose.

Bang la ......

The void above the entire Bihong Mountain Range seemed to be filled with the sound of a great river.

But the next moment I listened carefully, it was like the sound of a huge behemoth turning the pages of a book.

That voice was far and wide, and it didn't care about cultivation. Wherever he passed, Ren was the secret realm of the Qing clan, or the power of those strong people who were in retreat and penance, isolated from the heavens and the earth, and were not moved by the sounds and colors of the outside world.

At this moment, it was inevitable that they all heard the sudden sound of the pages turning. At the same time, a solemn and extremely holy and mysterious aura burst into the void.

"Tianbo Jade Book? Who has such cultivation to be able to turn over the Tianbo Jade Book? Could it be that among the people of my Qing clan, someone finally took that step? ”

In the depths of the Bihong Mountains, there is an ancient cave covered with countless flowers and leaves and vines. The young scholar who was originally sitting quietly with his eyes closed, wearing a blue robe that had long been covered with dust, Huo Di opened his eyes.

Swish! Swish!

From the entrance of the cave, there were dozens of hundreds of vines and kudzu trees entangled, and after the young scholar's two eyes inadvertently strafed, they all turned into ashes in an instant.

The faint glow of the dusk and sunset suddenly shone through the long passage formed by the new beginning. The young scholar was slightly stunned, and then looked intently for a moment, and then laughed dumbly. Muttering to himself:

"I said it a long time ago. The Qing clan is expected to take that step within a hundred years, and there are no more children except Xiaosheng. Scare me, scare me. ”

After a while, the scholar shook his head and wondered: "It's just that this Tianbo Jade Book has been silent for a long time since the end of the last great war in ancient times. Why did it start on its own today? It's amazing, it's amazing. ”

"Forget it. Xiao Sheng is at a critical juncture, as long as the Qing clan is not facing the difficulty of exterminating the clan, the big thing will be talked about after Xiao Sheng takes that step. ”

The scholar muttered to himself, and then closed his eyes again. Strange to say, the passage outside the cave door that was struck by his gaze was suddenly green again, and the vines were entangled, becoming the same as before.

Wow!

In the abyssal cold pool in another secluded place of the Bihong Mountains, the one-armed man sitting quietly at the bottom of the water jumped violently. A mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Who is it, who dares to disturb Lao Tzu's cultivation?"

The one-armed man had a fierce look on his face. But soon he showed a hint of astonishment and excitement, and exclaimed, "Hell! Damn it! How did the Tianbo Jade Book fly out on its own? What happened, Lao Tzu had to go and see the excitement. ”

Bang. The water of the abyssal pool suddenly rolled. The figure of the one-armed man seemed to explode in place, turning into countless shattered shadows and disappearing. Only a wave of hurricane air was left behind, and it did not disperse for a long time.

At the same time, many martial artists were practicing in retreat within the clan. There were men and women, old and young, all of whom were alarmed by the sound of flowing water flipping books that resounded through the void.

Some of these people cursed, and some were shocked. Some of them, like young scholars, were amazed for a while and then resumed their meditation and cultivation. More of them, like the one-armed man, hurried out of the barrier and hurried to the place where the sound came from.

There were also some martial artists who were not in a good mood or who were cultivating like the one-armed man at a critical juncture, and after being disturbed by the sound, they immediately spurted blood, and the injuries they suffered were of varying severity.

Among the worst ones, not to mention the fall of the martial arts realm, people also fainted. Fortunately, the blood veins in the body are not blocked, but there is no worry about life.

Among all the retreat warriors, there is a bald youth in a bamboo forest courtyard that is the most unique. When he was awakened from what seemed to be an extremely painful struggle in martial arts cultivation, he first spurted a large mouthful of blood, and then stiffened his arm to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Next, it was not as shocked and suspicious as the others were at the sound of flowing water flipping books that filled their ears. Instead, his eyes were scarlet, staring at the deepest part of the courtyard. There was a small and elegant building floating in the mist, and the bald young man said:

"Good opportunity! Golden opportunity! There is this noisy bird sound disturbing the audio-visual, if Lao Tzu sneaks into the past at this moment, then it is not a hand-to-hand capture?

But who is Lao Tzu? Who is Lao Tzu? It's better to forget, forget, forget. Anyway, Lao Tzu only remembered being imprisoned here, and then he was tortured to death by those evil old demons every day.

Who cares who Lao Tzu is. It's rare to have this opportunity today, and no matter what, I have to capture that chick and be happy. ”

As he spoke, the scarlet color in the bald youth's eyes became more and more intense. His skin was also stained with a layer of evil blood.

The bald young man walked out of the simple bamboo house where he was with stiff steps, and walked towards the elegant bamboo building in the depths of the courtyard.

He didn't know what was wrong with his body, and his movements were extremely dull and sluggish. With every step, the ground shook and trembled. The mouth gradually let out a roaring sound like a beast.

Seeing that the bamboo building was getting closer and closer, there was a sudden squeak. The bamboo door of another simple bamboo house in front of him opened, and a tall, blonde boy stepped out from within. smiled and said: "Brother Hengtian, there is a little brother here to protect the flowers." There is no way forward, so please go back. ”

The young man has a handsome face and an elegant bearing. Compared with the bald young man who is like a beast in estrus, it looks even more windy, outstanding and outstanding.

(End of chapter)