Initially, the tree was ashamed to be captured. He was so frightened by Xuanqing's blood that he peed his pants. This became a disgrace for his life. In the end, despite his anger, he reversed the meridians and attempted suicide.

"Kid!"

Qiao Yuanshan was very angry, he rushed over and grabbed Qiao Yuanshan, who was about to fall.

But Xuanqing immediately flashed back and retreated. His face was extremely gloomy. It can be said that he is just careless. With Xuanqing's ability, the people are under his control, and life and death no longer belong to him.

But Qiao Qiao committed suicide, and Xuanqing didn't feel it.

Xuanqing's heart smiled bitterly, but he still didn't cultivate enough. Once he opens the bloodline, his control over power becomes inadequate, as he has not yet entered the stage of spiritual struggle.

The fish and black yarn on the other side of the river were stunned by the myrtle, and the two women did not expect that Joe, who was greedy for life and afraid of death, would be so strong.

At this time, Qiao Yuanshan hugged his son's corpse, roared to the sky, glared at Xuanqing, like a fierce flood beast, and shouted: "Little bastard, I want you to die."

Seeing that his heart was moving, the arc of electricity on the surface of his body was flowing, and the silver lightning was splitting and flying towards black and blue, so fast that Chifeng didn't have time to react.

"Oh no! Xuanzi, hidden!

Chifeng drink strongly.

Jiang Xiaoyu and Ji Lihong both looked at Xuanqing anxiously.

Although Xuanqing is not as shiny as silver, it has a reaction at the beginning.

Seeing him retreat, while manipulating his thoughts, the "Xuanyin True Fire" emerged from the sky, instantly igniting silver lightning.

When these two extreme forces are combined, they react irreversibly and explode in the small spaces of the ancestral tombs.

The super impact will cause several people present to fly and crash into the surrounding rock walls, while the sarcophagus on the ground will instantly turn to dust.

The power of black and white eventually expanded, annexing Xuanqing and Qiao Yuanshan's father and son.

At this time, even many disciples of the Qiao family, who were far away in Zishan, were shocked, because the entire Zishan was shaking violently, as if an earthquake was coming.

At midnight, birds and animals fled in Zishan.

Regarding the time spent drinking tea in the past, the energy was finally exhausted, but Qiao Yuanshan was still holding his son, his face was pale, as if he was not injured, but Uncle Qiao did not die, but fell into a coma.

On the contrary, Xuanqing was seriously injured and vomited blood. His eyes were gone, and his physical strength was severely exhausted, which was not enough for him to control the boundaries of the bloodline inheritance for a long time.

But Xuan Qing was still standing upright like a javelin, her eyes trembling slightly.

At this time, Qiao Yuanshan slowly put down his son and whispered: "If you break my son's meridians, the old man will let you die."

The prestige of the Qilingwu period was approaching Xuanqing step by step.

At this time, Qiao Yuanshan must also admit Xuanqing's ferocity. Through the practice of the ninth spiritual master, he can follow his course with his blood, bombarding him without dying.

This potential is an absolute nightmare for all enemies.

In this regard, Chifeng, as a strong old man, naturally saw Xuanqing's amazing potential, and he immediately stood in front of Xuanqing and said coldly: "The old man said, I'm sure this Xuanqing child."

Speaking of the Lingwu Eight-Step Method, the momentum is magnificent.

The two men begin to fight in the dark. Qiao Yuanshan's eyes were full of reluctance. He wanted to dismember Xuanqing's body into pieces.

On the other hand, the fish and crape myrtle on the river held their breath. Now the two women can only watch the game, and they are not eligible to participate. At the same time, they were worried to the extreme.

When Qiao Yuanshan and Chifeng reached the peak, Xuan Qing suddenly said, "Can the master of the Qiao family listen to the next sentence?"

Qiao Yuanshan gritted his teeth and said, "You're right"

"If Joe's boss believes the next one, I'm sure I can heal Joe's injuries!"

Jiang Xiaoyu's eyes were bright. She had seen Xuanqing's magical alchemy before.

Qiao Yuanshan frowned and said softly, "Boy, do you know what will happen if you deceive the old man!?"

Xuan Qing smiled and said, "It's not enough to solve the problem, but he never says foul words, if the master of the Qiao family wants your son to recover, he might as well believe me once."

"Hmph, what do you do if you can't be cured?

Qiao Yuanshan is unreasonable.

"If it's not cured, it's okay to kill!"

Xuanqing's dark eyes shone with confidence.

Chifeng suddenly turned around, looked at Xuanqing in a complicated way, and said, "Xuanzi, can you understand what you're talking about!?"

Xuan Qing smiled and said, "Thank you to the Chifeng elders for caring about him.

Qiao Yuanshan said firmly, he knew that this was the only way. If he can't turn his face in front of the fire, that's for the best. After all, his family was affected by the "Fire Hall".

This is how the war ended, but the result was unexpected by several people. However, because it happened at night, and it was Joe's ancestral grave.

Therefore, this news has not been passed on, and Qiao Yuanshan will not take the initiative to say it, after all, this matter is a great shame for his Qiao family.

Two days later, Xuanqing and Chifeng, along with two women, settled down at Qiao's house. Qiao Yuanshan secretly sent a few guards of the Qiao family to guard them, for fear that Xuanqing and the others would escape.

At this time, Xuan Qingpan was sitting in the bedroom, and Chifeng and her two daughters were waiting in the lobby.

I saw the river fish walking around the house anxiously, looking anxiously at Xuanqing's room from time to time.

And the Chinese gentian grass was cured as early as yesterday.

At this time, Chifeng sighed: "Little Yu'er, can you sit honestly for a while?"

"Master, did you say Xuanqing is okay?"

Chifeng glanced at the room and muttered, "Don't worry, Xuanzi was seriously injured before, but it was only a skin injury."

Jiang Xiaoyu was relieved when he heard this.

"Hmph! It's you, this girl, who is getting bolder and bolder, and dares to break into the thirteen mausoleums of the Qiao family!"

Jiang Xiaoyu's grief-stricken pouting mouth squatted directly on the spot, covered his ears with his hands, and said sadly: "Master, the apprentice knows that he is wrong"

Ji Largostromia hurriedly said, "Master, don't blame your sister and teacher for being the one who decided to go that day."

Chifeng shook his head and said, "You two girls really don't want to worry about your teacher, Xiaoyu doesn't know what to do, your sister and teacher are also fooling around there!"

Lagerstroemia on his knees, a wrong posture.

Chifeng stood up, picked up chicken blood and said, "It's over, you two will thank Xuanqing."

Ji Rajstromia nodded in agreement, she just thought so.

"Huh?"

"Thank you again?"

Jiang Xiaoyu was very reluctant when he thought of Xuanqing's promise to complete three things.

Chifeng blew his beard and stared at him.

At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Qiao Yuanshan walked in with a solemn expression. You can see he's had a terrible two days.

A pair of old eyes were bloodshot, and the lips were slightly pale.