Chapter 150: Shadows
Within the scope of Wuchang Kingdom, Qingyue Gate was the first to come to Wuxuanmen, and the distance between this sect and Wuxuanmen was very close. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Qingyue Gate is only tens of thousands of miles away from Wuxuanmen, and the two major sects are close to the east and west of Wuchang Kingdom, just separated by a group of towering mountains one after another.
This time, the Qingyue Gate took the lead in a blue-robed old woman, as well as two stunning women, and they brought a total of two hundred disciples, all of whom were immortal cultivators above the Dan stage.
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Bu Pingfan didn't know anything about the helper invited by Wu Xuanmen, and he was now in a relationship with Liu Shiyu, and his love was lingering.
As the so-called spring breeze is proud, tonight I saw all the flowers, Bu Pingfan and Liu Shiyu were already in the back wave of happiness like a fairy, drunk and dreamy, hearty.
Bu Pingfan waves until noon on the third day, the sun was shining, and the wisps of soft and warm current passed through the crystalline glass, basking on the luxurious hanging garden of Bu Pingfan.
When he and Liu Shiyu lingered on the last wave, they both fell asleep, leaving all their worries and unhappiness behind.
After the end of the bounty monks' siege of the tyrant, in the early morning of the fifth day, in the Wuxuanmen council hall, there were more than forty immortal cultivators, all of whom were helpers invited by the master of the sect, Nangong Qianjing, following the arrival of the Qingyue Gate, Luo Xiumen and Daoxu Sect came slowly on the third and fourth days.
Wu Xuanmen was the host, and Nangong Qianjing, the master of the gate, sat on the main seat, and behind him stood Shangguan Yuanji, Gu Yushao, Ye Baili, Liu Huaxi, Cheng Juehan and other elders.
On both sides of the council hall, there were dozens of elders from the three sects, all of whom were monks above the Yuan Infant level, among which the Qingyue Sect was the most dazzling.
The immortal cultivators who arrived at Qingyuemen were all female monks, not only were their cultivation high and terrifying, but even their delicate faces were beautiful and dusty.
Nangong Qianjing smiled, cleared his throat, and suddenly spoke, saying:
"Now that Wuxuanmen has encountered a great enemy, please help the old man to eradicate this demon."
He was naturally talking about Bu Pingfan's affairs, because Bu Pingfan's cultivation had reached a new high, and he was not an invincible existence that could be shaken by a single sect, and he was also the Bu tyrant named on the killing list.
Therefore, after weighing it, Nangong Qianjing had no choice but to gather the three sects of Wuchang Kingdom to get rid of Bu Pingfan together to prevent future troubles.
In fact, Nangong Qianjing also had a reason why he had to kill Bu Pingfan, that is, Bu Pingfan beheaded his carefully cultivated disciple Zhan Shao, and it was a cruel means to die without a corpse.
When Nangong Qianjing saw Zhan Shao's corpse without a neck and a head, he had already derived the idea of killing Bu Pingfan.
Now, when Bu Pingfan said that he wanted to control the entire Dongyi Shengzhou in one fell swoop, he really put this idea on hold, and then spread Bu Pingfan's big words, wanting to take down Bu Pingfan in one fell swoop with the help of major forces.
In the midst of the discussion, a cold female voice suddenly spoke, saying:
"Master of Nangong Gate, may I ask your family, Yun Ranjing and Yun Rannan are there?"
The woman's tone was calm, but the words she uttered gave her an unquestionable coercion.
This coercion is like drowning in the ocean, making it difficult to breathe, and there is a feeling of suffocation permeating the heart attack. Even Nangong Qianjing also felt that an inexplicable illusion of electric shock moved his heart, and he quickly used his true qi to protect his body and resist this invisible coercion.
As soon as these words came out, all the monks followed the voice to find the person who spoke, and their faces turned red, as if they were about to suffocate to death in the next moment.
"Enough, in vain!" A word as light as clear water was slowly spoken, dispelling all the coercion that indulged in the vast ocean.
As if amnesty, all the monks took a deep breath, and with this flat voice, they all saw a dusting woman, dressed in a green dress and a white dress, with short black hair covering her neck, and a veil on her face.
This woman was really one of the two girls headed by Qingyuemen, and the sound that stopped her was from the mouth of an old woman in a green robe standing behind her.
"Who is she? Why haven't you seen her? Some people were puzzled, but they were all very curious, it was actually the apprentice who was the leader, and the master was standing behind the apprentice.
"Haha! Li Daoyou, may I ask who this Taoist friend is? Nangong Qianjing snorted, and in order to avoid embarrassment, she asked the old woman behind the woman directly.
The elders of the other sects also looked at the old woman in the green robe, not only curious about the woman's identity, but also concerned about why she named two monks surnamed Yun.
Behind Nangong Qianjing, a gaze was glaring at the old woman in the green robe, and she muttered in her heart:
"Slut! I can't think of any of the abolished disciples who have been resurrected again? And there is such coercion! ”
Facing the inquiring eyes of the monks, the old woman in the green robe did not answer, but just looked at Nangong Qianjing and said calmly:
"Are the two rabbit cubs of the Yun family still there? Our Qingyuemen can come over, it's all for an old matter, for killing the tyrant or something, you can't just rely on your words to conclude that this tyrant has the intention of controlling Dongyi Shengzhou? ”
In the conference hall, there was silence, and everyone didn't expect that Qingyuemen actually came to deal with old things? And it's a very serious old thing!
It can be seen from the indifferent attitude of the immortal cultivators sent by Qingyuemen that Qingyuemen is not afraid of the coercion of Wuxuanmen, and directly comes to the door to ask for someone.
Nangong Qianjing still smiled, spoke softly, and said:
"Since Li Daoyou doesn't believe that the tyrant has intentions, then deal with the old matter first, and then the old man will consider it."
He spoke lightly to all the monks in the council hall, and then turned to a disciple of the Martial Xuanmen and commanded:
"Bring Yun Ranjing and Yun Rannan up."
The disciple quickly took the order, and the immortal cultivators present exchanged their heads and ears, they were all discussing the cultivation of this short-haired woman, as well as the background of the sudden rise of this Qingyue Sect.
The short-haired woman just interjected and said a word, which attracted so many follow-ups, she was completely speechless, closed her eyes, and waited silently.
At the same time, far away in the northernmost part of Dongyi Shengzhou, on an extremely cold place, a towering ancient tower is the most sacred killing tower in Dongyi Shengzhou.
"Do you really want to launch the "Zhuxian List"? "Inside the killing tower, on the highest floor of the tower, a man in a silver robe, with white hair, beard and chest, and a handful of snow white, is asking a shadow.
The shadow is 2 meters high, and it is impossible to see the face, black and white, suspended in the air three feet above the ground, extremely weird.
"Someone actually underestimated the prestige of the killing tower, then he must have the consciousness of death, give the order! Open the "Zhu Immortal List" and dispatch twenty monks in the tower in the middle stage of the god transformation to encircle and suppress. Let's go down! ”
The voice of the shadow was not loud, but it didn't say a word, it was like a thunderclap, blasting the clouds near the top of the tower into transparent holes.
The white-bearded old man's whole body trembled slightly, and Nuno took the order, and then retreated.
The shadow snorted coldly and muttered in a muffled voice: "This kid is dead, he must have the secret of opening the human world, and he can fly to the spirit world without attracting a heavenly tribulation." ”