Chongyun Peak, the clouds fall into the new courtyard.

After comprehending the Supreme Thunder Flame Technique roughly, Yun Tianluo temporarily put down that martial technique and began to continue to comprehend the rest of the mysteries in the Nine Heavens Thunder Flame Divine Codex.

During this period of comprehension, he became more and more profound, and felt more and more that the ancestor was not only invincible in strength, but also terrifying in talent.

In this canon, there are all kinds of things, not only such as the invincible martial arts techniques such as the Supreme Thunder Flame Divine Technique, but also the Dan Dao, the Instrument Dao, the Array Dao, and the puppet art have an extremely broad introduction, and even, there is a mysterious witchcraft that Yun Tianluo has never heard of, and it is also recorded.

Through the relationship between the clouds and the sky, the little mouse also took a cursory look at the Nine Heavens Thunder Flame Divine Codex, and he muttered directly: "Invincible genius, not to mention that there is no one to come, at least according to Lao Tzu's guess, he should be able to deserve the title of the ancients before him! Those geniuses that Lao Tzu has seen before, compared to this Lei Yan Dao Ancestor, are simply scum! No, not even scum!"

After Yun Tianluo sighed in his heart, he asked, "Mouse, what is witchcraft?"

"I've only seen a few words of description of this in the oldest book in the clan, and I don't know the specifics!"

The little mouse also said with some doubts: "Legend has it that a long, long time ago, there was a mysterious race between heaven and earth, called the Tianwu Clan, their cultivation method is very different from ours, extremely weird, can cross the void, kill people invisibly, and people don't know how to die, which makes all races jealous, and was later destroyed by the joint efforts of all races, and has long disappeared in the long river of history!"

Yun Tianluo was a little shocked and said, "Could it be that what is recorded by the Ancestor is the mysterious cultivation method of the Heavenly Witch Clan?"

Glancing at the white clouds, the little mouse said: "I said that you know so much about what to do, not to mention this mysterious witchcraft, even if the Dan Dao, the Instrument Dao, the Array Dao, and the puppet are together, you don't have time to study it, now it is the right way to study the martial arts first!"

Hearing this, Yun Tianluo also smiled wryly, and began to carefully study the records of martial arts in the divine scriptures.

Just when Yuntianluo was immersed in the mysteries of the gods, a shocking event happened in the Giant Rock City of the Black Demon Ridge.

Just now, hundreds of powerful auras suddenly descended.

At the front of these figures, there are five figures, one of which is none other than Zhao Wuming, the second elder of the Qingfu Sword Sect who came to Giant Rock City some time ago!

However, at this time, Zhao Wuming was standing at the very edge.

The other three old men, one of whom was about the same age as Zhao Wuming, and the other two were gray-haired and wrinkled, as if the soil was about to be buried in his nose.

The old man in the middle, the youngest of these people, was wearing a blue python robe with gold edges, and on the official uniform, nine pythons were flying, like a real dragon.

He sat in the sedan chair carried by the four peak powerhouses of the True Yuan Realm, closed his eyes and recuperated, his body did not exude a strong aura, but it made people feel like their blood was churning at a glance.

As soon as these people appeared, the carriers rushed to the thunder and went straight to the Iron Blood Hall.

"Who is that person, wearing an official uniform, as if he is from the official mansion!"

"The Phnom Penh blue python robe, with nine pythons flying on it, this is the treatment that only the three generals of the imperial court have!"

"The two people on the right are the Second Elder of the Qingfu Sword Sect, Zhao Wuming, and the Great Elder Qin Chi!"

At this moment, some well-informed people in Giant Rock City recognized the people in the front, and their faces changed wildly.

The people of Giant Rock City basically knew that as early as nearly a hundred years ago, when the Iron Blood Hall had just risen, the Qingfu Sword Sect suffered a big loss in their hands, and some time ago, I heard that for a treasure, the second and third elders of the Qingfu Sword Sect suffered a big loss in their hands, and now they finally couldn't help but send a master to attack the Iron Blood Hall.

Moreover, he actually invited the general of the imperial court, and even the general was wearing an official uniform, indicating that this represents the will of the royal family.

Looking in the direction of the Iron Blood Hall, some people showed a gloating expression, while others shook their heads secretly.

Soon, the men rushed to the outside of the courtyard of the Iron Blood Hall.

The people in the Iron Blood Hall obviously got the news, and the people who were originally guarding the door retreated to the courtyard one after another.

After the hundreds of powerhouses arrived, they directly surrounded the Iron Blood Hall completely.

As for the five old men in the front, they went directly to the courtyard.

In the courtyard, three figures stood majestically.

It was Shi Qingxuan, Lin Baixun and the mysterious spirit puppet.

Looking at the old man in the sedan chair, Shi Qingxuan bowed slightly, and said with a smile: "It turned out that General Zhenyuan was here in person, Shi Mou missed the welcome, please forgive me!"

Although Shi Qingxuan looked light-hearted, in the depths of his eyes, a solemn and even anxious look flashed away.

"I hope it's going to be soon!"

He said silently in his heart.

He knew that the Qingfu Sword Sect would definitely not give up, but he didn't expect that they would come so quickly, and moreover, they also invited the general Zhenyuan of the imperial court.

What's more, General Zhenyuan is still wearing an official uniform, indicating that this represents the royal family of Daliang.

The strength of the Iron Blood Hall, he knows best, not to mention the five people in front of him, even the hundreds of people surrounding the outside may destroy the Iron Blood Hall.

Without waiting for General Zhenyuan to speak, Zhao Wuming on the side shouted: "Shi Qingxuan, don't talk nonsense, hand over the map and everything in the Iron Blood Hall, get out of Baishan County, and spare your dog's life!"

"Zhao Wuming, even General Zhenyuan didn't speak, do you have a share in speaking here?"

Although he was anxious, Shi Qingxuan didn't show it at all, and he still looked calm.

His words were not only disdain for Zhao Wuming, but also a small provocation.

After all, whether it is strength or status, among these five people, General Zhenyuan is the highest, this kind of person, the most face-conscious, should have opened his mouth, but Zhao Wuming was preconceived, although they can't let their relationship break, but at least it can make General Zhenyuan feel a little mustard.

"Master Shitang, originally the affairs of the rivers and lakes, the imperial court did not want to take care of it, but there are some things, but it is not good to say much, hand over the things that Elder Zhao needs, and everyone will be fine!"

Regarding Shi Qingxuan's provocation, General Zhenyuan didn't care at all.

His words seemed very plain, but it sounded like he didn't want to ask more about the grievances between the Qingfu Sword Sect and the Iron Blood Hall, but he was just a little involuntary.

Hearing his words, the brows of the other elders of the Qingfu Sword Sect furrowed slightly, but they didn't say much.

Shi Qingxuan said with an embarrassed face: "If General Zhenyuan had come a few days earlier, Shi would have to give General Zhenyuan face if he said anything, but as early as three days ago, I sent someone to send the map to the Treasure Pavilion, and ten days later, the Treasure Pavilion will be auctioned!"

Glancing lightly at Shi Qingxuan, an old man dressed in gray, said in an extremely hoarse voice, "Do you want to hand it over?"

The old man's words were oppressed with a powerful momentum, if it weren't for the spirit puppet blocking him in front of him at a critical time, just this sound would have seriously injured him.

Looking at the gray-clothed old man, Shi Qingxuan's face was gloomy, and he asked, "Who is Your Excellency?"

"There's too much nonsense, since you don't pay it, let's die!"