Su Qingyan closed his eyes and recuperated, obviously feeling a few eyes turning around on him. This gaze obviously did not belong to the two of Bijing Venerable Yan Lingkong, and there was greed and surprise in their eyes. Su Qingyan was not surprised, since she didn't hide her appearance, someone naturally recognized her identity.

In addition, there are also some people who have a faint fear in their eyes. These people obviously remembered their own exercises, they were extremely poisonous, and they were very stoppable, and in addition, they were probably surprised by the speed of their own advancement. Su Qingyan did not hide his cultivation, and the complexion of the Bijing real person Yan Lingkong was not very good-looking, especially Yan Lingkong.

Yan Lingkong has always been obsessed with Su Qingyan's indirect killing of his master, and when he was in the Demon Beast Continent, Su Qingyan almost killed himself, so Yan Lingkong has always regarded Su Qingyan as his mold star. Originally, when he ran into Su Qingyan that day, Yan Lingkong felt in his heart that even if Su Qingyan ran away this time, there would be a chance to take revenge next time.

The development of the clinker matter was beyond expectations, Su Qingyan not only slipped and did not leave his hand, but after he lost his hand in the city, he could no longer find a trace, and his cultivation was unusually fast. It was easy for him to reach the Great Perfection in the early stage of the Transformation of the Gods, but Su Qingyan was already a monk in the late stage of the Transformation of the Gods.

The hope of revenge seems to be getting slimmer and fainter. Yan Lingkong has a strange temper, and he is paranoid and strange in some places, even if the death of the Iron Corpse Daoist in the end is not too directly related to Su Qingyan, Yan Lingkong still regards him as one of the enemies.

The murderous aura flashed in Yan Lingkong's eyes, and Bijing Zhenren frowned, his grievances with Su Qingyan were much more complicated than Yan Lingkong. was originally a relationship of mutual use, to a relationship of Yao Xinsha's hatred, and was later rescued by Su Qingyan. Bijing real people have always had clear grievances. I don't like to owe favors, and my heart is much more complicated than Yan Lingkong.

It was a calm atmosphere. Because of Su Qingyan's arrival, he fell into eccentricity. Su Qingyan wondered in his heart, he was low-key in his actions on weekdays. How does it seem to be famous now. Sure enough, it confirms that sentence, is gold always shining?!

Su Qingyan was thinking nonsense here, and the tenth monk over there had already arrived quickly. As soon as the monk approached, he saw a group of people sitting there in a solemn atmosphere. The monk's reaction was similar to Su Qingyan's, except that he didn't know anyone, and he didn't dare to be sure what was going on for a while, and he didn't dare to approach.

Although he and Su Qingyan did not take the same route, he also encountered an illusion, and subconsciously regarded Su Qingyan and others as an illusion. After thinking about it for a long time, I was ready to take a detour. Everyone waited for the tenth monk so easily, how could they let him leave casually, otherwise they didn't know how long they would have to wait.

"He Sirong of the Lower Nine Peaks Sect, this fellow Daoist, please stay!"

The Jiufeng Sect is a well-known sect near Vientiane City, and He Sirong is one of the elders in the Transformation Period, and he has a good reputation on weekdays, but it can be regarded as having a good reputation. Since everyone is here to forget their worries, they will definitely inquire about the news around them. Most people will know He Sirong's name.

When the monk heard He Sirong's name, he really stopped, but his eyes were still full of suspicion when he looked at everyone: "He Daoyou, how can Daoyou prove that Daoyou is He Daoyou?!"

He Sirong looked at the monk with a helpless face: "There is no way to prove that it is He Sirong below, in other words." There is some proof below, and I am afraid that Taoist friends will not believe it. It's just that the way to clear the trial here is for ten people to compete for the introduction of the clearance, and there is no other way. If you don't believe it, you can turn around here. It's just that I've waited too long and don't want to waste time. ”

The monk still looked at He Sirong suspiciously. The vigilance in his eyes did not weaken in the slightest: "He Daoyou is really sorry, it's not that I don't believe you." It's just that it's too weird in this secret realm......"

"It's okay," seeing that he couldn't make others believe in himself, He Sirong's face was a little unbearable, but there was no way, if it was himself, he wouldn't trust others at will, "Daoyou turned ...... it"

Before He Sirong could finish speaking, suddenly a black shadow rushed over, instantly hitting the monk, and then casually threw the monk into the crowd. Everyone froze, staring blankly at the monk who rushed out, and the monk gave him a disdainful look.

"Toast without eating and drinking, who has the leisure to wait for you. ”

After the monk finished speaking, Shi Shiran walked over, and a white light appeared in the air, and the monk immediately turned into a black light and rushed towards the white light. Su Qingyan threw out a handful of wood flowers without hesitation, and the green vines blocked the monk's way, the monk was startled, turned around, and turned his head to glare at Su Qingyan viciously.

Su Qingyan did not hesitate to appear in the body of a half-demon, and with a flick of the fox's tail, the vicious monk suddenly fell into an illusion. Not only him, but also the monks around him were not spared. Yan Lingkong's pupils shrank, and he suddenly sneered, and the skull appeared in his hand.

Su Qingyan had already stared at his movements, and was about to make a move, but when he saw a green light rushing up to meet him, Venerable Bijing snorted coldly: "This should be your life-saving feeling!"

"Is a treasure worth a life, for a little woman, it's worth it!"

Su smiled lightly, set up a magic weapon and rushed towards the white light, and disappeared with a "boom". The white light then contracted and disappeared into the air. Without Su Qingyan's support, the illusion disappeared quickly, and the last monk who came was already seriously injured, and finally lost his life in the melee of the monks, and he was extremely unlucky.

And the fierce monk's eyes were full of fierce light, and with a roar of rage, he rushed towards the nearest monk. All the monks were in chaos all of a sudden, but the Bijing Venerable and Yan Lingkong on the side were very happy. For a time, the whole steppe was in chaos.

"What is the relationship between Daoyou and that woman, why do you want to stop it!!"

Yan Lingkong was furious, staring at the Bijing Venerable, losing this opportunity, God knows how far Su Qingyan has cultivated next time he meets Su Qingyan.

Venerable Bijing was calm and didn't even change his expression: "Daoist friend is asking something interesting, could it be that you have bad ears and didn't hear what you just said." The grace of saving lives has to be repaid. ”

"Humph!"

Yan Lingkong snorted coldly, and his hand became heavier, and He Sirong on the side suddenly became anxious: "Fellow Daoists, calm down, calm down! We have come here, and we should be very close to the end." Although this opportunity was lost, it should be that other monks will come over soon, and soon the introduction will reappear.

"But if you fellow Daoists kill each other and kill everyone, you know when you will be able to gather ten people that day, then you really have nothing to do with the last treasure!!"

The murderous monk came for the treasure, and attacking others was an act of anger. As soon as he heard He Sirong say this, he immediately calmed down and quickly took the initiative to stop. The other monks had long been frightened by the murderous methods of the murderous monks, and when they saw him stop, they naturally couldn't ask for it, so they hurriedly withdrew their hands.

However, some people listened to He Sirong's advice, but some people completely ignored him. Whether it is Yan Lingkong or Bijing Venerable, they are extremely proud people, and now that they are hand-in-hand, how can they stop when they say stop. When He Sirong and the others saw it, they immediately had a big headache.

If these two were ordinary monks, one was good at divine sense attacks, and the other was good at poison. If the two sides fight, it is really difficult not to affect the nearby monks. The flowers and plants that were originally lush around turned into a pile of saprolite in an instant. The smell of poisonous smell, the sharp howl of ghosts and wolves, even the murderous monk did not want to take a step closer.

"Grandma's, when did there be such a group of monsters in the immortal cultivation world, why didn't I know ......"

The murderous monk looked at the two people who were even more "murderous" than him with fear, and simply retreated a few feet to watch the excitement. Seeing this, the other monks also retreated a few feet with the murderous monk, but they also quietly distanced themselves from the murderous monk, for fear of being affected by the murderous monk again.

On the other side, after Su Qingyan passed through the white light, he had not yet stood firm, and with a wave of his hand, he scattered a handful of wooden flowers.

With an angry scolding, several monks retreated in shock. Su Qingyan did not hesitate to set up the magic weapon and rushed forward, the monks were startled, and immediately divided into two teams, three of them continued to stay here, but the three of them chased after Su Qingyan.

Those monks obviously had magic weapons in their hands, but in the middle of their cultivation, their speed was a little faster than Su Qingyan's. Su Qingyan's divine sense swept over everyone, these people were all wearing the same costume, obviously from the same sect. Su Qingyan didn't have much research on these big sects, but he could also recognize these people as the well-known Immortal Source Sect in the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Su sneered, since the ancient mutation, some major sects have disappeared. This Xianyuan sect is also regarded as the only remaining ancient sect, there are no tigers and monkeys in the mountains to call the king, and now this Xianyuan sect is also one of the best sects in the world of cultivating immortals, but for a treasure that I don't know, I used this shameless means.

"The world is going down, ah......"

Su Qingyan shook his head, several murderous auras attacked behind him, Su Qingyan turned his head without hesitation, and the sun-shooting bow appeared in his hand.

"Tongtian Lingbao?!"

The monk in front was startled, but Su Qingyan shot an arrow without hesitation. The astonishing murderous aura slammed into the three of them with a temperature that burned the space to a distorted temperature, and the faces of the three suddenly changed greatly.

"Yes, it's a sun-shooting bow!!Quick, quick......"

The monk was so frightened that he was incoherent, but the movements in his hands were not slow at all, and the three of them quickly took out a set of combined attack defense magic weapons and put them in front of them. A trace of coldness flashed in Su Qingyan's eyes, and the second arrow did not shoot out after all, but accelerated away. The Xianyuan faction is a big faction after all, and it is very offended, and I am afraid that I will be even more upset.

"Bang-"

With a loud bang, the defensive magic weapons of the three people instantly turned into ashes, and the three of them fell to the ground heavily, and they didn't move, but they were seriously injured...... (To be continued......)