"Whoa—"

As soon as the fat boy finished speaking, a crossbow arrow shot out of the crack in the wall!

Immediately followed by the second and third, in the blink of an eye, the crossbow arrows were already overwhelming.

Ye Qiuyang scolded, "Little cub, you crow's mouth!" ”

He and Murong Qingxue used heavy swords and weeping spirit whips respectively to block the dense crossbow arrows.

These arrows were all shot from the mechanism on the wall, and after Ye Qiuyang found the dead angle of the attack, he pulled Murong Qingxue and the fat boy to dodge.

"Woooo

The arrows flew in the sky for a full three minutes, and they spread a thick layer on the ground before stopping, and if they didn't find a dead corner to hide, even if they were able to take one or two arrows.

Ye Qiuyang complained,

"Damn, these mechanisms are of really good quality, won't they rust after all these years?"

Murong Qingxue's face was serious, "It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, let's go quickly!" ”

A few people got up, and just as they were about to leave, the ground suddenly began to tremble violently.

The fat boy hugged the pillar and said,

"Ye Qiuyang, this immortal palace is in the sky, you said it shouldn't be collapsing now!"

Ye Qiuyang glanced at him, "You crow's mouth, don't speak!" ”

"Hum—"

In a panic, on the solid floor, a secret door suddenly opened, and it happened to be where Murong Qingxue and the fat boy were standing, and they fell directly without defense!

"Clear snow—"

Ye Qiuyang exclaimed, and was about to rush up to check the situation, but the secret door on the ground was quickly closed.

The whole process takes less than three seconds, which is not enough to react at all!

"Qingxue, child!"

Ye Qiuyang lay on the ground and shouted a few times, but unfortunately he didn't get an answer.

He turned around and slashed in the middle of the ground, and aimed at the ground was incest,

"Bang bang bang-"

However, no matter how hard he tried, the secret door only showed a few cracks, and it was never broken.

Ye Qiuyang threw away the heavy sword, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

After calming down, he decided to keep walking, since there was no way to go down directly from here, he had to see if he could find Qingxue and them somewhere else.

"Don't have an accident in Qingxue......"

Ye Qiuyang prayed in his heart, got up and turned left along the corridor, shouting Murong Qingxue's name all the way.

As he walked, he noticed that the fog was gradually rising around him, and it was getting thicker and thicker, and the visibility was reduced.

"Ahem......"

A coughing sound came, making Ye Qiuyang slightly stunned, how could this voice become more familiar the more he listened.

He took two steps forward curiously, only to see the real person of Qingsong appearing in front of his eyes!

I saw Qingsong Zhenren sitting cross-legged on the ground, his face was bloodless, and his breath was weak.

Ye Qiuyang was shocked, "Master..... Father, how did you end up here? ”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Qingsong Zhenren coughed twice again, making a weak sound,

"Boy, you're finally here......."

Ye Qiuyang hurriedly squatted down,

"Master, why is your face so ugly? Are you hurt? ”

Qingsong Zhenren shook his head,

"No, for the teacher...... It's just that the end is approaching, and he is about to pass away. ”

Ye Qiuyang's body trembled, and he stammered,

"Master, don't talk nonsense....... Weren't you okay some time ago! ”

Qingsong Zhenren smiled bitterly,

"Silly boy, I'm a little old as a teacher, and this day should have come a long time ago."

"After the teacher leaves, I hope you will take care of yourself."

Ye Qiuyang's pupils shrank sharply, and he fell into a memory, at the beginning, it was Qingsong Zhenren who brought him to Lingwu Mountain, taught him Taoism, and let him practice, if it wasn't for Qingsong Zhenren, he would not have survived to this ......

Although the master and apprentice are not harmonious on the surface, in fact, they are two people who really depend on each other.

Now, Master is leaving without warning, how can he accept this?

Ye Qiuyang shouted at the top of his voice,

"Master, you won't die, I can find a way to renew your life!"

Qing Song Zhenren sighed,

"It's useless, no spell can save me, unless ......"

Hearing that there was still hope, Ye Qiuyang hurriedly asked,

"Unless anything, Master, say it quickly!"

Qingsong Zhenren paused and said slowly,

"Unless...... You can find a way to crush the thunder spirit beads on my body and infuse spiritual power into my body, maybe I can live a little longer as a teacher. ”

"Lei Lingzhu?" Ye Qiuyang gritted his teeth, "Okay, I'll destroy the spirit bead and pass on all the spiritual power to you!" ”

As long as he can save his master's life, Hugh said that it was Lei Lingzhu, even if he wanted him to lose his life, it would be no problem!

Thinking so, he took out the Qiankun bag from his arms, and when he was about to take out the Lei Lingzhu, he noticed that the corners of Qing Songzhen's mouth hooked up a strange smile.

After seeing this smile, Ye Qiuyang couldn't help but shudder, and his head was much clearer.

"Wait......"

"Am I not in the Immortal Palace on Yunmo Mountain, how could Master appear here?"

"And with Master's temperament, even if the limit is really approaching, he will definitely not look for me, and may even avoid me!"

"Also, it's true that the spiritual power of the spirit bead can help people increase their cultivation exponentially, but when will it be able to help people continue their lives?"

"Also...... When has that old thing ever spoken to me as softly as he does now! ”

Ye Qiuyang felt more and more that the green pine in front of him was really weird, and there were many doubts on him.

Thinking of this, he rolled his eyes and asked,

"Master, since your limit is approaching, can you give me the Longquan Sword buried under the Taoist tree in advance?"

Aomatsu replied intermittently,

"When.... Of course, you can, the mantle of being a teacher should have been inherited by you. ”

After hearing this, Ye Qiuyang sneered, and then Huo Di made a move, and suddenly slapped a palm on Qingsong Zhenren's chest.

Qingsong Zhenren snorted and was knocked out, slammed into the ground, and rolled several times before stopping.

He clutched his chest and asked, "Disciple, what do you mean by this? ”

Ye Qiuyang's face was gloomy, and he scolded angrily,

"My master has a bullshit Longquan sword, I made it up at all!"

"You're not my master, say, what kind of demon are you?"

Qing Song's expression became extremely flustered, he knew that he had been recognized, so after getting up from the ground, he turned around and wanted to run.

Ye Qiuyang scolded,

"I want to run after playing? Dream! ”

Carrying his anger, he chased after him and punched the fake green pine in the back of the heart.

I only heard a scream, and the real soul of the fake green pine was scattered!

Ye Qiuyang breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time wondered what the situation was.

How could an evil man suddenly come out to pretend to be his master, and he wanted to deceive himself into destroying Lei Lingzhu?

He retracted his thoughts and said to himself,

"I don't have time to think about this at this time, so let's hurry up and find Qingxue first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dull voice sounded in front of him,

"Don't look for it, she's in my hands!"

(2nd Update)

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