Under the barren mountain three hundred taels east of Mount Tai, Song Qianqiu stood at the mouth of the valley with a folding fan in his hand.

A Yin soldier walked up to Song Qianqiu in the night, knelt down and saluted him, Song Qianqiu smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Yes, if you do a great job, I will give you back your freedom." ”

Song Qianqiu waved the folding fan, surrounded by ghostly energy, the Yin soldier's originally chaotic eyes became clearer, and his thinking became clearer and clearer, he looked at his current appearance, and wanted to cry without tears.

Song Qianqiu said: "You are already people who have been dead for more than 300 years, even if you go home, no descendants will recognize you, why bother to increase your sadness?" ”

The Yin soldier listened to Song Qianqiu's words, struggled in his heart, and then turned around and left, with a resolute attitude.

Song Qianqiu snorted and said, "I don't know how to lift." ”

The refraction fanned out, the Dao fire was panicked, and a fire ignited on the Yin soldier's body, Song Qianqiu returned his hand and fanned the Yin soldier to the enchantment at the mouth of the barren valley, the enchantment blocked, and the sparks splashed everywhere.

Soon, Meng Xuanjian, who heard the movement, came out of the valley, saw Song Qianqiu standing alone at the mouth of the valley, and asked vigilantly, "Who are you?" ”

Song Qianqiu said: "In the lower Song Qianqiu, the predecessor must be Meng Xuanjian, the Supreme Elder of the Divine Snake Sect, right?" ”

Meng Xuanjian said: "Yes, you can know the name of the old man at a young age, how did you find this place, junior?" ”

Song Qianqiu said: "The fall of the Supreme is known to the world, and my subordinates have traced it all the way here, no, the pile of coke under your feet is my subordinate." ”

Meng Xuanjian looked at the corpse that was still smoking at his feet and said, "Junior, you are ruthless enough." ”

"The seniors are overrated." Song Qianqiu said. "I heard that the Divine Snake Sect has two holy relics, the same is to wear the heavenly shuttle, but it is effortless to travel thousands of miles, and the same is to refine the sun, it is rumored to have the ability to destroy the heavens and the earth with Daigo empowerment, for many years, the supreme will not pass on to the next generation if he is not dead, Nangong Tian does not have it, it must be in the hands of Nangong Yun."

Meng Xuanjian laughed when he heard Song Qianqiu's words, and he said, "What, do you still want to snatch Lian Riding?" ”

Song Qianqiu smiled and said, "Where is the senior, I'm just here to borrow it and see if it's really as magical as rumored." ”

Meng Xuanjian said: "The nameless junior dares to be presumptuous in front of the old man, seeing that you know the name of the old man, I didn't want to kill you, but now it seems that you are too unaware of the height of the sky, remember in the next life, you must be in awe of the power of the Daomen!" ”

Meng Xuanjian said that a stream of Xuan Qi popped out from his fingertips, the folding fan in Song Qianqiu's hand opened, the Xuan Qi disintegrated, and his eyes emitted a black glow, and then a shocking halberd fell from the sky and slashed towards Meng Xuanjian.

Meng Xuanjian was shocked and retreated, the halberd directly penetrated the mountain protection barrier, causing the valley within a hundred zhang to collapse, Meng Xuanjian was blown away by the ghost qi, hit the mountain, and the corner of his mouth was bleeding.

"What did you just say?" Song Qianqiu asked.

"Where is the master, you don't have to hide!" Meng Xuanjian roared.

A huge figure appeared from the night, with the bright moon above his head, and lifted Song Qianqiu onto his shoulder.

"Who are you?" Meng Xuanjian was obviously taken aback by the behemoth in front of him.

The ghost king didn't answer, he stretched out his right hand, the halberd flew back into his hand, and a huge force slashed down, splitting the entire mountain, Meng Xuanjian roared, his body was in the air, the Taoist robe hunted sounded, his hands were sealed, a stream of Xuan Qi condensed, and he suddenly hit the ghost king.

The Ghost King did not dodge, and a layer of ghostly body protection Gangfeng appeared around him, but Gangfeng failed to stop Meng Xuanjian's Dao technique, and the Ghost King was immediately shot through the chest, and at the same time, a halberd slashed at Meng Xuanjian's body, slamming him to the ground, and the meridians of his body were broken.

"Elder Meng!" Nangong Lin flew over and helped Meng Xuanjian to say.

"Young master, go quickly, take the Sun Refining Ding and leave here, and your subordinates will block you for a moment!" Meng Xuanjian knew that he was invincible and wanted to buy time for Nangong Lin.

Nangong Lin looked at Song Qianqiu and said, "Song Qianqiu, I have no grievances with you, why do you want to trouble us!" ”

Song Qianqiu said: "It's all up to this, what's the use of talking this nonsense, Emei didn't provoke you, but was destroyed by your father Nangong Tian with people, Wudang didn't provoke the Sword Pavilion, but was wiped out by Dongfang Jiu, Yaochi also didn't provoke anyone, but was besieged by the people of the world because of a trumped-up crime, this world is like this, if you don't mess with me, I will naturally provoke you, not to mention that you have things in your hands that shouldn't be taken, wear Tissot and Lian Riding and hand them over to me, I can spare your lives and belong to me." ”

Nangong Lin snorted and said, "You don't pee on yourself, let me submit to you, a traitorous waste, it's a joke!" If you didn't have this monster, you think you're my opponent? ”

"Oh?" Song Qianqiu had a trace of interest on his face, jumped down from the shoulder of the ghost king and said: "Then why don't you just try, I will stand still in place, if you can walk three feet beside me, I will let you go, and you don't want to wear Tissot and Lian Riding."

"Don't think about it, I'll see what magical powers you can learn!" Nangong Lin yelled, he knew that Nangong Lin must have learned some incredible Taoist skills because of his great strength, so he used all his strength to determine the victory with one blow.

The fist light was magnificent, and the five poisonous true fire bombarded out, Meng Xuanjian also showed joy, the five poisonous true fire, no one could take it, but he didn't expect Nangong Lin to practice a trace of the door at a young age.

But Nangong Lin's fist was not completely out, and he suddenly screamed and knelt on the ground, his eyes were blood-red, and he covered his head and shouted.

"Young master!" Meng Xuanjian was shocked, and he didn't know why this situation suddenly appeared.

"What kind of sorcery are you?" Nangong Lin covered his head and asked, the nerves in his brain were broken, as if he had a craniotomy.

Song Qianqiu snorted and laughed, and said, "There are some things you don't need to know, I'll ask you again, if you want to submit to my command!" ”

Meng Xuanjian raised his head, his right hand suddenly pulled the void, a red light appeared, the void blade shot towards Song Qianqiu from all directions, Song Qianqiu had to retreat, and the ghost king wrapped his hands around Song Qianqiu to resist Meng Xuanjian's Taoism.

In the field, Meng Xuanjian suddenly turned into flames and disappeared in place with Nangong Lin.

Song Qianqiu stepped forward and walked towards the valley with a folding fan of the fireworks and poisonous gas.

In the Fulong array, surrounded by sacrificial texts, a shuttle carrying Meng Xuanjian and Nangong Lin flew up in the air, and there was a bottle of ancient bronze light in the shuttle.

The speed of wearing Tissot is extremely fast, and no one can compare to this holy relic.

"Want to go?" Song Qianqiu snorted, stretched out his hand and grabbed the Tiantianshuo in the sky, and the scriptures of the Great Wilderness Sutra swung around.

"Not good!" Meng Xuanjian was shocked, he had a great sense of panic in his heart, he had a premonition of his death, he suddenly jumped out of the Tissot, his palm was blazing, and he pressed on the Tissot.

His movements were slowed down infinitely, time was stagnant, Nangong Lin turned around, saw Meng Xuanjian who was frozen in the air, his heart was terrified, and he disappeared into the clouds in an instant, and fled with him and Lian Riding.

"Humph!" Song Qianqiu was furious, and with a wave of his folding fan, a ghost qi immediately slashed into Meng Xuanjian's body.

The Great Wilderness scriptures disappeared, Meng Xuanjian fell down in the air, he spat blood from his mouth, looked at the position of his heart, his heart burst, and he had no way to return to the sky.

"What kind of Dao art is this?" Meng Xuanjian's eyes were confused, he had never heard of such a strange technique in the world, which could actually make him suffer a heavy blow in ignorance.

"You don't need to know." Song Qianqiu said coldly.

"Why is this happening?" Meng Xuanjian muttered to himself. "You got the forbidden spell of time?"

But Song Qianqiu didn't pay attention to Meng Xuanjian anymore, but walked to a clearing outside the Fulong Formation, and there was a new tomb on it.

Song Qianqiu waved his hand and the tomb was opened, revealing the body of Nangong Yun inside.

"What are you going to do, don't insult the body of my Divine Snake Sect Master!" Meng Xuanjian roared.

It's just that Meng Xuanjian only took two steps and knelt on the ground, his life essence quickly dissipated, and after a while, he lost consciousness, wrapped in ghost qi, and the Dao qi in his body quickly transformed into ghost qi.

A black yin text floated out of Song Qianqiu's fingertips, and the yin text submerged into Nangong Yun's corpse, and the corpse struggled, and quickly opened his eyes and stood up.

Song Qianqiu shook his head and said, "There is still no perfect Dao technique in the world, Nangong Yun's Dao body has been destroyed, and it is useless to get an empty shell with all the meridians broken. ”

Song Qianqiu said as he said that a touch of Dao fire appeared in his hand and ignited Nangong Yun's body, and Nangong Yun quickly turned into ashes in the Dao fire.

And Meng Xuanjian's eyes were dark, standing behind Song Qianqiu, Song Qianqiu glanced at Meng Xuanjian lightly, and said, "It's you, you can barely be used by me." ”

Song Qianqiu said and flew to the shoulder of the ghost king, he looked at the moonlight in the sky, at the foot of the barren mountain, Yin soldiers were everywhere, and some freshly sprouted plants and trees were infected by yin qi, black and withered.