In the eyes of everyone in the Yuqing Palace, as if there was no one next to the sword light, with the speed and strength that no one could stop, it slashed towards Yun Yilan and Li Xun like chopping melons and vegetables. The sword light was silent, like a galaxy flowing straight down, and in the blink of an eye, it cut through Yun Yilan's flames, and then changed slightly, split into two, suppressing Yun Yilan to death, and another ray of light smashed Li Xun's flame masterpiece Jiuyang ruler, castration did not change at all, and pressed him to the ground fiercely.

Dao Xuan Zhenren's face moved, but he didn't make a sound to stop it, but sat back and watched Yun Yilan and the sword light above the Great Bamboo Peak fight above the Yuqing Palace.

Li Xun's face turned pale suddenly, and as the brilliance of the Jiuyang ruler shattered, a mouthful of blood spurted out, sprinkling a blood mist in front of him. But he is also a supreme genius, even if he was injured, he still did not give up resistance, his hands were sealed, his ten fingers were painted in the air, and a blood-red trajectory appeared in the air. The blood in his mouth was bound by this trajectory, and the color of the crimson instantly soared, enveloping him in blood red.

In this blood-red mist, Li Xun's face turned pale, the fiery red flames and the blood mist blended together, and even the air was slightly distorted, rippling with ripples visible to the naked eye, which was obviously his trick.

But this ultimate move has no ball, the sword light is like entering a no-man's land, this blood mist has no power to resist, and an invisible sound of cracking resounded in the hall. The light of the knife turned slightly, slapped heavily on Li Xun's chest, and pressed him to the ground.

On the other side, Yun Yilan's face was even more ugly. In the face of the sword light that was so sharp that it almost cut the heavens and the earth in half, his hands kept dancing, and the flames became more and more intense, and even the elders not far away around him felt the scorching heat unbearable, and ran the Dao method to resist.

The firelight suddenly rose into the sky, and a large fiery red net was spread over the Yuqing Palace, and everywhere it came into view, it was all bright red. The sword light slashed on the fire net, and suddenly a knife mark suddenly appeared, cutting the fire net out of a deep trajectory. But the knife momentum was exhausted, although the fire net pulled out a long seal, it was not broken, Yun Yilan's face was flushed, and with a low shout, the fire net bounced up like an ordinary spring, completely enveloping the knife light.

The red light stirred, and the sword light also shook, and when it was about to collapse, the knife light suddenly flickered, and a sense of the change of the seasons was born, and the red light suddenly dimmed, like a withered leaf, and the two were broken at the same time.

In a flash, the machine is secretly born!

Yun Yilan's face was pale, her beard was almost rejuvenated, her clothes were hunting, and she took three steps back before she stood up, and the incense and jade book were sent to the extreme, and finally suppressed the fluctuating aura.

But his heart sank, because in his eyes, eight identical sword lights pierced through the clouds on the Great Bamboo Peak, and still silently crossed a distance of dozens of miles and slashed towards him.

As soon as he took those two sword lights, he used all his strength, and now that the eight sword lights were slashed, even if he didn't dare to take them hard. But the matter has come to this point, the people of Qingyunmen did not stop it, obviously they also gave themselves a dismount, he encouraged the aura of his whole body, stretched out his hands again, and the fiery feeling was erect, turning the entire Yuqing Hall into a sea of flames.

And at this time, a flat voice finally sounded: "Old Seven, stop." "The person who spoke out was the short and fat Tian Buyi.

As he spoke, the sword light suddenly hung above the sky, and it actually gave birth to a sense of movement in the extreme silence, and the surrounding air finally rippled in circles, expanding sharply in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, the wind was blowing.

In the midst of the raging wind, an unwilling muffled snort sounded, and the sword light slowly disappeared.

With the disappearance of the sword light, the sword light that suppressed Li Xun finally collapsed, and he finally slowed down, looked in the direction of Dazhu Peak with a dark face, and gritted his teeth stubbornly. Although he vomited a mouthful of blood on the surface, the sword light was always extremely measured, suppressing himself from moving, but he didn't really hurt himself. What really hurts is not the injuries on his body, but being beaten in the eyes of all the high-level leaders of the two major factions of Qingyunmen Incense Valley, which is what makes him the most angry.

But he had a trace of fear, thinking of the eight sword lights that even Yun Yilan could barely fight, and completely gave up the confidence to compete with it.

Yun Yilan's arm was lowered, her face turned pale for a while, she looked at Dao Xuan Zhenren, and sneered: "Okay, good, this is Qingyun Mountain's hospitality?"

Dao Xuanzhen's face was not wavering, his voice remained unchanged at all, and he smiled: "Brother Dao is angry, the junior doesn't know how to measure, he lost his manners, Brother Dao don't mind, it hurt the friendship between the two families, and apologize for my brother and nephew here." ”

Yun Yilan sneered: "Where, Dao Xuan Zhenren's apology, I don't dare to be a bad old man." ”

Dao Xuan Zhenren shook his head: "Brother Dao, don't worry, Master Guan's nephew is impulsive, and my Qingyunmen has its own punishment." If you still don't like it, then I apologize to Brother Dao on behalf of Master Guan's nephew. After speaking, he actually stood up and bowed slightly to Yun Yilan, who was furious.

Yun Yilan's face changed, she didn't know what she was thinking, she couldn't hold back the words that came to her mouth, didn't raise her feet and left, and said angrily: "Brother Dao doesn't have to be like this, I am also tired today, if it is convenient, I will go back and rest for a night, and I will talk about it tomorrow." ”

Dao Xuan Zhenren was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "It's okay, the guest room has already been prepared in the mountain, and it's good for Brother Dao and you to rest for one night first." ”

After speaking, he clapped his hands, and several disciples walked in, and he ordered: "Take the old valley master of Yun down to rest, don't be lazy." ”

Yun Yilan snorted coldly, she didn't even have a kind word, turned around and walked out with the Tongtian Peak disciple. Behind him, so did everyone in the Incense Valley.

After the people of Incense Valley walked away, only the people of Qingyunmen remained. Tian Buyi sneered: "I have lost such a big face, this old ghost will not leave, and it is not easy to practice this face." ”

Dao Xuan Zhenren frowned, shook his head and said: "The more he is like this, it means that this time the matter is not simple, and even the strength of him and the Incense Valley has to retreat, and he wants to unite our Qingyunmen and Tianyin Temple to act together." If you can't get it, it's even more tragic than the battle between the righteous and the demons ten years ago. ”

Tian Buyi snorted coldly: "He wants our Qingyunmen top cylinder, and it's not so easy. ”

Then he looked at Shui Yue, and said in a strange way: "I don't know what Lao Qi is crazy about, and he is inexplicably against the people of Incense Valley." ”

Then he looked at Lu Xueqi, whose face was as cold as ice, chuckled, and laughed teasingly: "Senior nephew Lu, do you know?"

Lu Xueqi's face was slightly red, but she was a little less clear, but she gave birth to a different kind of charm that she had never had, and shook her head under the gaze of everyone in the Yuqing Palace, and her voice had a faint panic: "I don't know." ”

Tian Buyi chuckled, glanced at Shui Yue, who was also frowning, no longer asked, and looked at Dao Xuan Zhenren: "Senior brother in charge, what should I do with the seventh brother?"

Qingyunmen has strict rules, so when facing the elders and guests, it is reasonable to be punished, otherwise who will dare to go to Qingyun Mountain in the future? Tian Buyi no longer feels sorry for Guan Mingyu, and he can only put on an attitude and admit punishment first. Of course, if the punishment is excessive, it will definitely not work.

Dao Xuan Zhenren also sighed, rubbed his beard and thought about it, and then said: "Master Guan's nephew made a move on the guest, so naturally he should set an example, and punish him on the top of Dazhu Peak for a month." ”

When Shui Yue heard this, she burst out laughing. If someone else hasn't gone down the Great Bamboo Peak for ten years, you will punish him for facing the wall of the Great Bamboo Peak for a month...... Even Qi Hao covered his mouth, and it was easy to suppress the laughter.

Tian Buyi glanced at Dao Xuan Zhenren strangely, as if he was wondering how this senior brother in charge had become so good at talking, and only then did he hear Dao Xuan Zhenren say: "If it weren't for Senior Nephew Guan's action, I'm afraid it would be difficult for us to find out that Yun Yilan would rather lose his face and throw the pot to me Qingyunmen, and we wouldn't have thought that the threat of the beast god was really so big, forcing Yun Yilan to give up the thousand-year-old foundation." ”

He paused before he said, "I will write a letter to the Puhong monk of Tianyin Temple, inviting him to come to Qingyun Mountain for a while." ”

Tian Buyi nodded: "That's right, he wants to throw the pot to us, how can he do it without some blood?"

Shang Zhengliang also answered: "Puhong Monk is highly respected and compassionate, and it is indeed a blessing of the right way to invite him over." In this way, no matter what the Cloud Valley Lord is secretly working on, we will be foolproof. ”

The crowd echoed a few words, and then they talked about other things.

On the big bamboo peak, Guan Mingyu also sighed, and when he saw that Yun Yilan was about to say it, he simply didn't care about those miscellaneous thoughts, and cut it willfully. I'll talk about it later, but it's not his style to let Yun Yilan propose to Li Xun, in a word, Lao Tzu will cut you first.

But after this knife, he also had a headache. The previous ones could be perfunctory, but this knife almost made it clear. Even though he hasn't figured it out yet, what will Lu Xueqi think, this is the most troublesome.

I don't even know how to face the 160,000 causal points that are getting closer and closer. At this time, even his concentration of forty years of penance couldn't help but be irritable.

After thinking about it, it coincides with the plot of the birth of the beast god, so I don't have to go down the mountain to take a walk. He shouldered the knife of Longbo, and regardless of the fact that Tongtian Peak had to face the wall for a month, he left a note for Tian Buyi and went down the mountain.

All the way to the south, the beast tide is becoming more and more serious, because the incense valley has suppressed the ancient road of southern Xinjiang for thousands of years and retreated into Qingyun Mountain, the beast tide has invaded the hinterland of Middle Earth. At this time, the ghost king couldn't help but come up with a plan to break his tail to survive, and threw out some of his disciples, causing the two factions of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect and the Hehuan Sect to carry the beast tide, and finally the whole army was wiped out, and even the head of the Hehuan faction, Mrs. Sanmiao, also died in this battle.

Guan Mingyu walked all the way through the crowded crowd of refugees and looked at the Demon Sect people who were fighting with the beasts in front of him. Under the leadership of thirteen desolate demon beasts, the herd of beasts that had almost washed the southern frontier into white ground had already gained the upper hand, and the battle situation was completely clear, and the people of the Demon Sect had no power to resist.

Guan Mingyu shook his head, looked at Mrs. Sanmiao, who had a pale face in front of him, and thought that he was really a firefighter, sighed, and slashed at the gluttony in front of Mrs. Sanmiao.