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"Yes, Master, there must be some misunderstanding, let's just explain it, don't fight, don't fight......"

In the silence, a poignant voice suddenly sounded, and the disciples of Longshou Peak, led by Qi Hao and Lin Jingyu, all knelt down towards Cangsong and begged, the saddest at this moment was none other than them. On the one hand, there is the righteousness of the sect, and on the other hand, the kindness of the master and apprentice, they are caught in the middle, how to choose?

"Hehe......" Cangsong Daoren stood up slowly against the wall, scanning the disciples on the ground, his expression was complicated, he didn't know what he was thinking, but the flash of loneliness was also imprinted in everyone's eyes.

"I am usually so good to my apprentices, but now I am in such a situation, which can be described as a great failure."

Bai Fan sneered in his heart, and was very curious about what kind of feelings Cangsong Dao people had, cultivating a group of disciples who were loyal to Qingyunmen, but in the end, he chose to betray the sect.

Boom~~~~~~~~~~

The next moment, with a slight explosion, the pupils of Bai Fan's eyes suddenly dilated, and at the end of his pupils, a colorful blood mist was reflected.

I saw that Cangsong Daoren suddenly took out the dying seven-tailed centipede, and threw it at Tian Buyi and Zeng Shuchang, and the two of them were shocked and wanted to avoid it, but the highly poisonous centipede exploded in the air, and it became a blood mist.

Red, orange, red, green, blue, purple, like a rainbow in the sky, beautiful, but no one appreciates it at the moment, they are all creepy and can't avoid it, and a passage is revealed in front of the eyes of the people of Cangsong Dao.

His face suddenly turned red, as if he had cast some kind of secret method to overdraw his life, and his spirit suddenly rose, and he rushed towards the door of the main hall without hesitation.

There, is the way out, as long as you rush out of the Yuqing Hall and join the people of the Demon Gate, no matter how bad it is, he can save his life, this time it failed, and he will come back in the future.

Thinking of this, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Bai Fan also sneered and waited for him quietly, his hands naturally hanging by his side.

Cangsong Daoren naturally found Bai Fan blocking the door, and in the blink of an eye, he came to him.

At the moment of lightning, the two stared at each other, one was extremely resolute in order to survive, and the other was in revenge and would never back down.

The flying sword of Cangsong Daoren had already been beaten by Tian Buyi, and at this moment, he directly pushed his palms horizontally, and a Taiji diagram appeared, viciously towards Bai Fan under the hood.

"Bang!"

Bai Fan exhausted his true yuan, Xiao Zhou Tian's body protection qi was layered on top of each other, and his left hand was raised towards the sky like a mountain, blocking the Taiji diagram steadily, and then a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but he showed a strange smile towards Cangsong Daoren, and his right hand was raised into a palm, without the slightest light, and it was silently imprinted, and it hit his abdomen in an instant.

"Poof......

A person took three steps back in a row, spurting blood arrows from his mouth, he was a Cangsong Daoist, he underestimated Bai Fan's strength too much, the place where Bai Fan hit seemed to be unharmed, and even his clothes were not damaged, but the actual situation was that the organs inside were almost shocked into flesh.

He fell down with a "bang", his eyes looked at the top of the Yuqing Hall with blank eyes, and his mouth seemed to say something, but only blood gushed out.

"Master!" Qi Hao and Lin Jingyu screamed and pounced, their faces full of grief and tears in their eyes.

There was silence in the main hall, everyone looked at Cang Song with complicated eyes, anyone could see that he was dying for a short time, from the first seat of Qingyun in the mighty righteous path to the death of the Dao, in just a short period of time, it was such a drastic change of ups and downs.

There was inexplicable sadness circulating in the air, and at this moment, the people of Qingyunmen looked at the once majestic Cangsong Dao people, mostly with pity and sigh for the dead fox, and seemed to have forgotten that he was a traitor to the backboard sect.

And at this moment, among the people of the Demon Gate who were storming towards the Yuqing Palace, the head of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, the Poison God, suddenly trembled, and immediately got out of the battle, and came behind a large stone with no one in a flash.

He took out a small yellow box from his arms, reached out and gently opened the lid, only to see that on the yellow soft silk in the box, there was a colorful centipede, which was exactly the same as the colorful centipede of the Cangsong Dao people.

I saw that this centipede looked sluggish and motionless, and there was even blood and tears in a pair of compound eyes on its head.

Seeing this, the poison god's expression changed suddenly, and he let out a loud shout and summoned a disciple dressed as a young man.

This person is heroic and quite extraordinary, and after coming over, he hurriedly asked, "Master, what's wrong?" ”

The poison god's eyes were very solemn, looking at the colorful centipede in the box, and said: "This seven-tailed centipede is a rare thing in the world, there is only one pair left in the world, and it has always been accompanied to death. Xiao Qi is so sad now, it must be that there is something wrong with the one in Cang Song's hand, but he is afraid that he is dead. ”

The young man was stunned, and then said in shock: "So, Cangsong has also ......."

"Not bad" The poison god nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then gritted his teeth and said resolutely: "Tell the disciples to suspend the attack, come back and gather, let's go down the mountain first." ”

The young man replied, "Okay, but it's ...... Do you want to rule the Ghost King Sect and Hehuan Valley them? ”

The poison god sneered: "Don't say anything, let them test whether Qingyunmen really has an ambush." ”

"Got it, Master", the young man returned to the battlefield, shuttling through the crowd like a ghost, but he didn't fight anyone, just moved his lips slightly, conveying an inexplicable message, and after seeing the disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect stunned, they withdrew from the battlefield one after another.

In this case, naturally, it can't be hidden from the Qingyun disciples who are guarding and the rest of the people from the Demon Gate.

After Qinglong repelled a Qingyun disciple, he dodged to the Ghost King's side and said in a deep voice: "Sect Master, the Poison God seems to have begun to retreat, what's going on?" ”

The Ghost King stared at it for a moment, and said, "This old guy of the Poison God has always been cautious since he was defeated by the righteous path a hundred years ago, but in the face of such a great battle that is related to the rise and fall of my Holy Sect, he will not escape from the battle, and if he retreats directly at this moment, he must have discovered something." ”

After he finished speaking, he raised his head and stared at the Yuqing Palace, which was only a hundred zhang away, floating in the clouds and mist, like a sword piercing the clouds, with an inviolable majesty.

Suddenly, a light flashed in his mind, he thought of something, looked around, and saw that although the Qingyun disciple was retreating, he was well founded, it was not a rout at all, it was more like a lure to the enemy, he was startled, and said: "That's it, this situation is not right, Cangsong may have a problem, let's go too, you go and inform Youji, and leave quickly with Baguio." ”

"Okay", Qinglong knew that the problem was serious, so without saying a word, he turned around and rushed to the other side.

After the Qinglong left, the Ghost King took two steps forward, one step and one palm, splitting the two Qingyun disciples, looking at the Yuqing Hall that was almost close at hand, full of unwillingness, this was the closest the Demon Sect had come to defeating the righteous path.

Next time, don't say defeat Qingyunmen, even if you look at the Yuqing Palace so closely, I don't know how long it will be.

White sideburns are born, years are like water, life is short, even for cultivators, how many years can be used to wait?

"If you don't do it, what can you do? What can I do......"

The Ghost King gave him one last deep gaze and turned to leave, leaving a sigh that echoed.

In the Yuqing Palace, Qingyunmen is the most majestic place, I don't know how many years have passed, witnessing the rise and fall of Qingyunmen, precipitating the glory and humiliation of generations of Qingyun disciples.

At this moment, the hall is silent, everyone's mood is very complicated, today's everything, like a big dream, gives everyone different sighs.

But after all, the enemy is now, and it was only a moment later, Cang Song shouted, and ordered all the Qingyunmen people in the palace to go out of the palace with him to meet the enemy.

However, when the Qingyun elites came out, they saw that the people of the Demon Gate had begun to flee one after another, and for a while, they were all inexplicable, looking at each other.

said that there was a big war, and many people had accumulated a stomach of smoldering fire because of the matter of Cangsong Daoren, and they were about to find the people of the Demon Gate to vent, but they couldn't find the object in the blink of an eye, like a punch thrown out, but it hit a ball of cotton, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Bai Fan stood in front of the crowd and looked into the distance, and among the Demon Dao cultivators who flew away in the sky, he suddenly saw a familiar green shadow. (To be continued.) )