In the early morning, the cold north wind caresses the smiling autumn leaves, the early sun drives out the darkness, and the warm sunlight shines through the green trees on the earth, which looks soft and beautiful. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yuqing Square has been crowded with bustling people, full of vigorous pretty faces smiling at the rising sun, full of sunny-like positive energy, hundreds of disciples with blazing eyes and agitated hearts, faintly stunned and intoxicated outside the clouds!

This situation made the elders of Yuqing who were standing at the forefront sigh:

"Alas~! In the blink of an eye, it's time for the annual sect to go down the mountain to experience, and when they are old, they are old, and the future of the Yuqing Sect is pinned on them......! ”

"Hehe~! The inner door has been deserted for another month, and these old guys are also at ease! ”

"This is hot and cold, when they return at the end of the month, they will hold a big competition for the disciples of the sect, and then it will be the time to show the results of their training, I only hope that there will be a few more excellent seedlings this time!"

Just when everyone was outside, four figures came as fast as a streamer, the leader of the man wearing a purple and gold crown, followed by a crane-haired and child-faced old man, and then a kind and kind old man and a kind old man beside the two people.

The four leading leaders of Yuqing!

The Sect Master Feng Tianjue, the Great Elder Long Prison Zhong, the Guardian Ling Weiyun, and the Duel King Liu Yidao.

Originally, counting the elders of the Guardian Pavilion, they were the Big Five, but because Wu Zhong was not good-looking, he was ashamed that it was difficult to enter the hall of elegance, so he categorically resigned from mundane affairs and entered the Library Pavilion for more than half a hundred years!

"Sect Master, Great Elder, Elder Ling, Elder Liu!" Dozens of elders of the ninth turn and above saluted respectfully, and the rest of the disciples knelt down and bowed.

"Well, get up!" Seeing that everyone was in high spirits, Feng Tianjue was quite pleased, and the other three nodded lightly.

"Elder Ling has been in good health lately?"

"Come and sit in the shelter another day, and a few of us old guys will get together!"

Feng Ling half-knelt in the crowd, got up with everyone, looked coldly at the few elders who stepped forward to surround the clones and ask for warmth, and sneered in his heart: "If it weren't for the big moves in the past half a month that were too shocking, you old stubborns would be so friendly with me!?" ”

"It's okay, a few elders are polite! The old decay will change the day, it must be ......! The doppelganger smiled and pretended to deal with it, but he didn't think so, and said secretly, the ghost is gone!

No, his smiling rejection of a few elders was too proud, and some people's hooked noses were crooked.

"Hmph~! Be proud, you're there! When that Feng Ling is dead, it's your turn next! Elder Luo Bin looked resentful, he had already received instructions from the Great Elder, and the first step of the plan would be activated in a few days.

"Our Yuqing Sect, since the beginning of the sect, has been cultivating excellent ghost masters to achieve the purpose of benefiting the Quartet, but the flowers in the greenhouse can never be called "excellent", so we hold an annual ...... Downhill experience! The voice was magnificent, and the Yuqing Sect Master Feng Tianjue stood on the peak platform of the Yuqing Main Peak and said straight to the point.

All the disciples listened quietly, and the excitement in their eyes could not be erased, after staying in the Yuqing Sect for a long time, it was not a good thing to go out and practice.

"If you don't join the WTO, how can you talk about being born? This time going down the mountain is both an experience and a relaxation, and the sect master is looking forward to the news that the disciples in the sect will be righteous and righteous from all sides. It's all ...... now Let's go down the mountain~! Feng Tian waved his hand, heroic and free, no longer said much, and directly ordered to be released.

"Sect Master Xie~! Disciples and others will live up to their high expectations! ”

The sound shook the heavens and the earth, echoing in the sky, and after all the disciples were excited, and after thanking each other, they all turned around and galloped towards the foot of Yuqing Mountain.

"Feng Ling, come on! This sect master is optimistic about you! A gentle voice fell into Feng Ling's ears, and the figure that walked out of the hundred meters shook and glanced back at the purple-gold-crowned man.

"Sect Master! Don't worry, that kid didn't just go to practice, he took the opportunity of this experience to clean the portal carefully! "Ling Weiyun's clone secretly transmitted his voice to the wind and sky, which seemed to have a deep meaning.

"Brother Ling has a heart!" Fengtian was overjoyed, and secretly transmitted a voice to respond, but the surface was silent.

"Good~! Next, we will hold the resignation ceremony of the core disciples! An impatient voice sounded, Feng Tianjue frowned, turned his head and glanced at the crane-haired and child-faced old man with a cold look, but he didn't say anything.

"The stakes are high, and the charges are insufficient! If you forcibly kill at this time, it will be difficult to convince the public. Feng Tianjue turned a few thoughts in his mind, and secretly remembered in his heart, just waiting for the autumn to settle the account!

There are not many core disciples who have gone down the mountain this time, only a dozen, and even if you add the elders, there are only about thirty people, and it looks very empty standing in the square.

Among the dozen or so core disciples, two of them glanced intentionally or unintentionally in the direction where Feng Ling left, one was Condensation Frost, and the other was naturally Qi Cheng.

"Alas~! The core disciples are good! The inner disciple who had already walked to the foot of the mountain, listening to the voice coming from behind him, couldn't help but look back with emotion, his eyes revealed a deep envy, but there was no jealousy.

"Senior brothers, I'll go first!" A refining short-haired disciple took out a sword very squeezily, jumped on it, and disappeared in the clouds.

"Damn, don't wait for us!"

"Let's go, let's hurry up and follow!"

The inner disciples were all very active, and they were excited to sacrifice magic weapons one by one, and they also followed the person's example and flew into the air.

A strong wind blew, and the foot of Yuqing Mountain suddenly disappeared, leaving only the withered yellow leaves flying on the ground.

"Ah~! It's ...... free! "Between the clouds and mist in the sky, countless clothes and belts fluttered, and the disciples blew the cold wind, admiring the magnificent beauty of the rivers and mountains below, and many people let go of their throats and shouted loudly to vent the bitterness in their hearts.

"Hey, I've been holding back for a year! Today, it's finally here! One disciple sighed, and the rest of the disciples smiled and agreed with each other!

"Hi brothers! Look, who is that guy and why is he such a dick!? Suddenly, a cross-eyed disciple looked surprised, stared in one direction, and spoke sharply, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"Huh!" Hundreds of eyes followed, and they saw a cold and arrogant man in a black power suit with black hair and half loose hair in front of them.

The man is leisurely, squatting with his left foot, kneeling with his right foot, and his left elbow is naturally propped up on his left knee.

"Imperial Spear...... Flight!? "Sharp-eyed disciple, what did you find, everyone suddenly looked at the man's feet with strange expressions, and a fiery red spear loomed in the clouds!

"Poof~! Hahaha, laughing to death! This guy is amazing, he really knows how to play! The sharp-mouthed disciple held his breath and laughed with his long mouth covered.

"Tsk, looking at his skillful appearance, he can call himself a generation...... Yes~...... Spear Master! The cross-eyed disciple spoke again, almost falling off his sword, so frightened that he hurriedly took control of it honestly.

"My day, Lao Tzu originally thought that his sword was enough to be out of line, but I didn't expect that there were people who were better than me!" The pig-nosed disciple glanced at the scimitar under his feet, and burst out in a very depressed manner.

……

One by one, the disciples laughed loudly, their voices resounded in the sky, and their words were full of thick sarcasm, Lao Tzu is flying with a sword, you are a strange dog, you actually fly with a gun!

"A bunch of idiots! I don't understand the truth of the three thousand avenues......! The strong wind was howling in his ears, and Feng Ling stepped on the fire-tipped spear with disdain, ignoring the ridicule of the group of people behind him, and still maintaining a constant speed.

After all, weapons are only foreign objects, and there is no difference between the spear and the sword, as long as the purpose of flight can be achieved, these are irrelevant.

Feng Ling has seen it more thoroughly than them, no matter how gorgeous and good-looking the move is, if it can't play its original role, then it will be tasteless and a pity to discard!

"Ninety ......!?" Feng Ling took out a booklet from his sleeve, looked at the names densely recorded on it, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Nearly a thousand people have been uprooted from the outer gate, and they have almost been cleaned up, at most there are only one or two fish that have slipped through the net, but I didn't expect that after the inner gate has cleared more than fifty intermediate evil spirit masters, there are still ninety of them! This shows the depth of this infiltration.

Some time ago, he was busy arranging the killing of the ten-turn evil spirit master elder, Feng Ling received the abnormal information, so he recorded it casually, so he didn't look at it carefully before.

"Senior brother, why is that kid's speed so fast? We've got to catch up, but don't let him run away. In the crowd flying in the sky, a charming woman snorted and said to a handsome man beside her.

"Yes, that's right! Whatever you say this time, I will also take revenge on my brother! Hearing this, an angry voice rang out, containing a thick hatred.

"Don't worry, the second senior brother has already lent us his flying magic weapon, no matter how fast that kid is, it will never be faster than the flying magic carpet!" Seeing that the two of them opened their mouths to express their worries, Wang Tao, who pretended to be calm and calm, no longer concealed it, and proudly said his hole cards.

Hearing this, Hu Meier and Li Si, who had spoken before, suddenly had their eyes lit up and were silent, and their hearts were full of thoughts.

With the flying magic carpet in hand, several people can be said to be invincible, after all, they can't win, they can still run. They didn't think that with Feng Ling's speed, they could catch up with the tenth-level Flying Demon Carpet!

"Humph! Wait, it's easy to go down, but don't want to come back in your life! Three pairs of eyes stared at Feng Ling, Wang Tao showed a look of resentment, and secretly rejoiced: "It's finally time for this kid to die!" When he is killed, Senior Sister Yuqing will naturally turn her head and throw herself into my arms Wang Tao! When the time comes, I must let that stinky girl toss and turn under me and beg for mercy! ”

"Sudden~......!" Just as Wang Tao had evil thoughts in his heart, a strong wind suddenly blew in the sky, and the clouds and mist around him were churning, blocking all sight.

"Ah~......!" A seeping scream swept and spread from the sky, and a bright liquid light reflected into everyone's eyes against the early sun.

"Not good~! There is an ambush, stop and be on guard! A fat disciple's pupils shrank, and he shouted in panic and warned angrily, and everyone was not slow to react, so they quickly stopped their bodies and gathered together, vigilantly looking at the strange clouds and mist alternating red and white around them.

In addition to Wang Tao, there were several other core disciples of the Eighth Turn present, and this fat disciple was one of them.

"Ah~......!"

"Ah~......!"

……

Even so, there were still terrible screams from some of the disciples from time to time, and the blood was sprinkled and cast a beautiful red blood mist.

Great heads tumbled and fell from the nine heavens......

As for the corpses......

Not even the scum left!