"You're wrong, everyone is wrong, the reason why the wood god is doing this is just to let those people show up again, only by making those people feel that there is an opportunity to make them appear again! In the end, all of this, the wood god is just to find out the Qin family's bloody case back then!"

After listening to this, Qin Qi's heart finally wavered for the first time, and the things that he originally thought were right now became ridiculous.

Compared with what the wood god did, what he did seemed so naïve, he misunderstood the sentence, and even misunderstood himself, and even misunderstood the wood clan.

It can be said that whether it is himself or his aunt Shenhumen, they have misunderstood this Mu Clan Divine Venerable who endures humiliation.

"So, where did the wood god go?" Qin Qi asked again, because this time was undoubtedly the time when Jumang was most needed.

As soon as these words came out, the nameless elder shook his head at the same time, with the same look of confusion on his face.

"I don't know, we only know that the Wood God never betrayed the Wood Clan, because if the Wood God had a different heart, then Qing Xuanying would never be here, with the cultivation of the Wood God and the power of Qing Xuanying, I think there will be no opponent in the Great Wilderness except for the Seven Emperors!" the second elder muttered.

"How do you know that Qing Xuanying is still there?" Qin Qi said in surprise, because the five elders had been under house arrest and had never left half a step.

"Hehe, because Qing Xuanying is here! When the Qing Emperor sealed Qing Xuanying in the depths of the Mu Clan, and handed it over to the six elders at that time for safekeeping, this tradition has been preserved, and Qing Xuanying has become a secret guarded by every elder, in order to prevent the elders from being greedy and creating murder, so the cultivation of each elder will not be too high!"

Qin Qi nodded silently after hearing this, what he had heard in this short moment had already exceeded the scope of his acceptance, it was not that he couldn't accept the various things of the wood god, but he couldn't accept his misunderstanding of the wood god and the elder group.

The second elder seemed to see Qin Qi's frustration, and immediately said slowly: "You don't have to blame yourself too much for this, at least for now, this is great news, and I believe that as long as we work together, this difficulty will always be overcome!"

Qin Qi nodded after hearing this, and then the frustration in his eyes swept away, stood up straight, bowed down and said, "Since this is the case, Qin Qi will never give up!"

Seeing this, the five elders smiled and nodded, and then the second elder helped Qin Qi up and said solemnly: "Even with Qing Xuanying's help, this trip is still extremely dangerous, and it may even be taken away by someone, you must ensure that even if you die, you can't let people take away this murderous soldier, and once the rebellion of the sect is pacified, you must immediately hand Qing Xuanying back!

Qin Qi looked solemn after hearing this, slowly knelt on his knees, and at the same time said word by word: "The son of the junior Qin Yangzi"

Qin Qi swears here......"

......

Eastern Regions, Qin Palace.

The Qin Palace was particularly silent at this time, and an old man with gray hair and a slightly pale face walked out of the Qin Palace Hall with slow steps, and beside him was a beautiful woman dressed in white like snow, with plain hair hanging down her waist, willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, but her face was slightly unpleasant.

And around the two of them, thousands of people from the Qin Palace Gate lay quietly on the ground motionless, although the qi was not extinguished, but they lost their basic mobility.

The woman looked up at the blue sky, and her face looked extremely heavy.

"Gu Shoot girl, let's go, the current Mu Clan is not having a good time!" the old man smiled slightly, and the wrinkles on his face became more profound.

"Shuoyue, thank you Ancestor for saving me!" said the Gu Shooting Fairy with a slight bow.

"Alas, if you want to thank you, go to thank Jumang, I am just entrusted by him!" Haoran Ancestor sighed.

After hearing this, the Gu Shooting Fairy nodded, and said lightly: "We are all wrong to blame the wood god, Gu Shooting is ashamed!"

"Hahaha, you don't have to blame yourself for this, if you don't want people to know, then no one can guess it, even I was planted in his hands back then!"

"Shuoyue will take her leave, and after this crisis is overcome, she will definitely visit the ancestor in person!" said the Gu Shooting Fairy, and then walked straight out.

"Wait, you've lost most of your cultivation now, I'm afraid it will be dangerous to go back like this, just let these two guys escort you back!"

"Hideous?!" Gu Shooting Fairy said in surprise.

"Hehe, the two of them were left behind by Qin Qi, and they happened to be bumped into by me, so they came here directly!" Haoran Ancestor said with a smile.

At this time, the eyes of the fierce and the sick were full of deep awe in the eyes of the Haoran Ancestor.

"You two take good care of the Holy Maiden, if something goes wrong, I'm afraid that Qin Qi's kid won't spare you! Let's go!" Haoran Ancestor said with a wave of his hand.

When the two beasts heard this, they nodded hurriedly, and then the beast honestly crawled in front of the fairy and did not move.

"Ancestor, Shuoyue is saying goodbye!" the Gu Shooting Fairy bowed to Haoran Ancestor again, and then sat lightly on the back of the beast.

The black clouds suddenly rose, and the beasts and the beasts flew into the air on all fours, flying towards the direction of the Blue Emperor City.

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Zen Sword Pavilion.

The world always goes against people's wishes, and if it is a mountain, there is a mountain wind, and Shenjian Peak is naturally no exception, and even the mountain wind of Shenjian Peak is more violent than elsewhere.

The poisonous miasma that Liu Yiyi had worked so hard to lay down only lasted for five days, and then it was blown clean by the sudden mountain wind.

And the powerhouses of the various sects who had been waiting outside the mountain gate were no longer afraid at this time, and thousands of martial arts powerhouses flocked in.

But unexpectedly, in front of everyone was just an old man who looked crazy.

And what surprised everyone even more was that this old man didn't feel the slightest breath of true yuan on his body.

For such a crazy old man who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, everyone naturally didn't care, but it was only when a martial arts powerhouse at the peak of the Ten Levels of the Xuan Realm was smashed below the ground level by this crazy old man's simple punch that it attracted the attention of these powerhouses.

"Hehe, I'm Yang Zhao of the Shura Palace, who are you?" a purple-robed martial cultivator sneered.

"Hehe, Qin Qi's rabbit cub is called Lao Tzu Fengbo, you can call him Grandpa Feng!"

"Hmph, no matter how strong you are, you are only one person, I think you can deal with a few of us!" The purple-robed Wu Xiu beside him broke off a snort, and then took the lead in sweeping towards Feng Bo.

Immediately afterwards, a full thirty martial cultivators above the Yellow Realm followed closely behind and surrounded Feng Bo in the center!

Feng Bo was not surprised when he saw this, and said with a smile in his mouth: "Hehe, it's easy to say, Lao Tzu hasn't skinned people for a long time!"

As soon as the words fell, Feng Bo, who didn't know what to fear, took the lead in attacking the crowd.

There is no half-cent true element breath, there is only strong strength and an unbreakable body.

"Look for death!" one of the martial cultivators snorted coldly when he saw this, and then raised the long sword in his hand to meet the attack.

However, Yang Zhao stood motionless, just staring at Feng Bo coldly, but he didn't see that he had the intention of attacking.

Seeing this, the martial cultivators were not to be outdone, and in the face of such a strong man, they had to give him a fatal blow in the shortest possible time with an absolute advantage.

After all, if you fight alone, I'm afraid that none of the people here are Feng Bo's opponents.

And at this moment, Huo Qing and the others took the lead with the disciples of the Zen Sword Pavilion and rushed over.

"Brothers, kill them and the spirit vein is ours!" a martial artist shouted loudly, and then thousands of martial cultivators suddenly boiled, their eyes flashing with a cruel killing intent Huo Qing and the others also rushed over.

Feng Bo only used a pair of meat fists to drag the dozens of martial cultivators who were the strongest cultivators, while Huo Qing and the others also felt great pressure in the face of the thousands of martial cultivators on the other side, after all, there were mostly new disciples in the Zen Sword Pavilion, and they had no power to resist in the face of these wolf-like martial cultivators.

Just a moment later, a Zen Sword Pavilion disciple threw down his weapon and fled, but was then brutally killed by Wu Xiu, who caught up.

And Guo Weixiang Desheng and Zhao She, at this moment, completely disregarded life and death, and fought four or five strong opponents on their own.

A graceful figure in the battle group even released the Dao Poison Gu Secret Weapon from time to time, and the sound of wailing was endless everywhere he went.

In a moment, Liu Yiyi, who was weaker in cultivation, made the other party's martial cultivators dare not get close, after all, everyone would rather face that righteous and bright sword move than be devoured by its poisonous Gu.

But the poisonous Gu is not endless, and Liu Yiyi has never faced thousands of people like this with poison, so after a while, Liu Yiyi's poisonous Gu is already stretched thin.

For a while, the Zen Sword Pavilion once again experienced a life-and-death battle, with stumps and severed arms flying flesh and blood, and a pungent bloody aura once again filled this calamitous sect.

However, at this moment, none of those old disciples of the Zen Sword Pavilion flinched, and they had already been forced to flee once.

This time, even death will not escape.

In the end, Huo Qing and the others were already blood-red from killing, although their bodies were also covered with wounds and bleeding, but the killing intent around them was even stronger.

And Feng Bo's side finally ran out of strength, hundreds of years of time at the bottom of the lava in the center of the earth had already weakened Feng Bo's strength by half, and his original anger had been sealed and consumed, and at this time, he also showed a trace of fatigue in the face of the siege of dozens of strong people.

"Damn, if it had been a hundred years ago, you stinky fish and rotten shrimp would have been skinned clean by Lao Tzu!" Feng Bo cursed as he slammed a bloody human skin to the ground.

On his body, there were more than ten deep wounds that could be seen to the bone, and his clothes were already red with blood.

At this time, Feng Bo looked as hideous and terrifying as a devil.

"Hmph, old thing, it's time for your show to end!" Yang Zhao, who had not made a move at this time, said with a sneer, the sword in his hand suddenly rose, and a purple halo suddenly flashed around him.

"Purple Realm!?" At this time, Huo Qing on the side saw Yang Zhao's sword at a glance, and at the same time exclaimed in his mouth.

"Hehe, Purple Realm Fivefold!" Yang Zhao seemed to hear Huo Qing's words, and said with a slight smile on his face.