When Qingming stepped out of the dome again, the lonely mountain that had been towering outside was gone.

Naturally, the figure of Yuan Mengzi is also completely gone.

All you could see was the sand and dust, and a huge pit ahead.

Even Yuan Mengzi has no trace of qi.

Qingming's heart trembled slightly, and his hands and feet were cold.

The extreme sadness and deep despair almost completely overwhelmed her thoughts.

Holding on to the last trace of hope, Qingming turned his head and looked a hundred miles away.

But I saw the figure of Zong Shou, and it was in the air that he walked away in the midst of laughter.

is single, but the momentum is unbeatable!

Qingming suddenly clenched her teeth, and barely let the tears fall.

His hands were clenched tightly, his nails were buckled into the flesh, and his eyes were blood-red. The grief is so great that the anger is unbearable. More blood spilled from the corner of his lip.

Wuxu died in battle, Ziguizi fell, and now even Yuan Mengzi has fallen.

At this time, more monks had poured out from the dome.

I don't know the specific situation, and I don't know about Yuan Mengzi's death. Almost everyone was flushed and indignant.

After rushing out, he couldn't see Zong Shou's figure. These people were stunned at first, and then they sneered, and ridicule erupted.

"Didn't this sect guard say that the door was closed? I don't know where I went at this time?"

"What a big boldness! Alone, he actually dares to provoke my Dao Spirit Dome Realm. Haven't you escaped yet?"

"Ridiculous! It turns out that this invincible powerhouse in the Cloud Realm can also be cowardly?"

"Ladies and gentlemen, I've been in the Vault for 10,000 years. I have never suffered such humiliation! If this hatred is not repaid, what face do we have to stand in this world?"

"In my opinion, the sect should do its best to surround and kill it!"

Most of the people who spoke were below the ninth order. There are a few spiritual realms inside, but their faces are pale.

And just a few breaths later. There were dozens of Daoists who flew out of the dome one after another.

They are also spiritual realm cultivators, and their expressions are also extremely ugly. One of them looked around. His eyes fell on Qingming, and he walked to her side and saluted.

"Uncle Qingming, there is a change in the room of the Ten Thousand Soul Lamp, the soul lamp of Uncle Yuan Mengzi. Extinguished. I don't know my uncle, he-"

Qingming woke up at this time, and then had a wooden face and a slight chin on his face.

"Master Yuan Mengzi just took the risk to protect the dignity of my spiritual realm. It's a pity that in the end, it was a failure, and it has already fallen in the hands of that Ao Kun!"

When he said this, it was like thunder. As a result, the thousands of Spirit Dome Realm disciples here were no longer colorless, and their faces were gray.

Within dozens of miles, it was quiet.

And the dozens of spirit realms also had more solemn expressions. Or sad. Or heartache. No one spoke up.

After a long time, there was a slight noise.

"That Ao Kun is far away, several worlds away. No matter how fast it is, it will take two or three breaths. With the ability of the Yuan Dream Master's ancestor, it is impossible not to help that demon?"

"Uncle Shi has been ancestor for thousands of years. They have always been cautious. Never do something you are sure of. Even if you decide to take a risk, you should have a good chance of winning—"

"In this way, that sect guard retreated after receiving a blow from the Taishi Uncle Ancestor?"

"This son is really terrifying!"

"This devil can be described as a catastrophe for my Daomen!"

"Uncle Taishi died. Then now I am in the Spirit Dome Realm. What should I do?"

Qingming's mind is gradually quiet. Then he held the sword in his hand and looked up at the sky.

Yuan Mengzi died, she was the only third-generation disciple present.

He is also the most qualified person among all to control the firmament.

She is not here, if it is changed in the past, she must avoid it. ...,

At this moment, it is necessary to take the lead.

Standing quietly and solemnly, listening to the surroundings, there were already some signs of quarrels.

Her eyes suddenly flashed with murderous intent, and the chaotic times used heavy rituals! At this time, the dome realm was chaotic, and ordinary means could no longer be used.

Yuan Mengzi was entrusted before he died, and no matter what, he couldn't live up to it.

I thought of Zong Shou again, this person, she will one day behead him under the sword!

With this Emperor of the Heavenly Kingdom, I don't share the sky!

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At the same time, in the east of the cloud world, on an isolated floating island in the sea of clouds.

A septuagenarian standing near the lake was sighing, completely dispersing the picture displayed in the lake in front of him.

It can be vaguely identified from the scene that remains in the ripples, this is exactly the scene outside the Dao Spirit Dome Realm, at this moment.

The dome is heavy, and the inside and outside are densely packed with formations. This is especially true of the places of access.

It is difficult for ordinary people to get a glimpse of the truth and the truth.

But this old man can pass through an unremarkable lake. Separated by tens of thousands of miles, you can see the scenery inside and outside the dome.

The lake was rugged, but in a few moments, it was back to normal.

The old man's eyes flickered slightly, thoughtfully.

That look was both joyful and a little worried.

After a long time, he sighed softly and waved his sleeves. A scroll, now at his side.

Then, using his thoughts as a pen, he gathered a trace of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, directly transformed into ink, and waved it on this scroll.

"At the age of twenty, the young master fought outside the Dao Spirit Dome Realm with the strength of one person. For half a day, no one dared to respond. After that, he received a blow from the Divine Realm cultivator Yuan Meng, and he retreated from the Dreamless Heart Attraction Technique, and his injuries were slight-"

A line of big black characters like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing is written in an instant.

And if you look further, you can find dozens of similar lines.

It's almost a narrative of Zongshou, all of his life-

"At the age of four, the son followed the sect to cultivate martial arts, and the progress was wonderful! ”

"At the age of five, I have not been able to gather my inner breath for a long time. The old slave sneaked into it and found out that the son had a body with two veins, his soul was broken, and there were obstacles of heaven and man. It's a pity! The blood of my Lu family's burning sky really can't be fused with the miscellaneous bloodlines like the seven-tailed sky fox. If the young lady learns about it, she doesn't know if she will regret it, and she will be punished for a thousand years and give birth to her son? Childe him. It's turned into dry bones—"

"At the age of seven, the son practiced hard as before, but still achieved nothing. The old slave felt that my Lu family's family motto was not wrong. It's Miss, she's wrong, between people and gods, how can they fall in love?"

-- The old slave was courageous, worried that his son practiced martial arts too hard and died early. Therefore, it was forbidden by secret methods to prevent them from practicing martial arts. It can avoid damaging the meridians and can no longer be saved.

"At the age of ten, Zong Yu hurt his son. Zong Weiran whipped him three hundred and expelled him from the Qiantian Mountain. Zong Weiran loves his son deeply-"

"At the age of twelve, such as Linhai Academy, I practiced soul law. Still unable to cultivate soul power, this is expected!"

"Childe was fourteen years old, and at the order of the Lord of the Cangyan Palace, he went to the Xuanhu World. When he returned two years later, he learned that the Qiantian Mountains had undergone great changes. Zong Weiran was forced into a sea of sunken clouds, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. The old slave went inside several times to look for it, but there was no trace of him!"

Childe's experience is quite amazing. Soul and martial double cultivation, cultivation by leaps and bounds, breaking through human barriers, and the unity of spirit and martial arts! The old slave was deeply surprised, and he didn't know why. A careful examination of his experience should show that there should be no external help. The veins of the spiral are simply whimsical. The swordsmanship is superb, and it is even in the realm of courage. If you talk about the tenacity of your mind, Childe is really invincible!"

"With the power of thunder, clear the rebellion, inherit the throne of the demon king, and turn the tide, almost occupying half of the east side-"...,

"At the age of seventeen, the old slave devoted himself to exploring, and the son was already a year ago. has already entered the Cangsheng Dao, and the pseudonym is talking about autumn!"

"With four hundred Cangsheng Xuanlong Warriors, he defeated nearly a thousand sixth-order Dao soldiers of the Tailing Sect. Today, I know that the young master also has unparalleled talents!"

"At the age of eighteen, with the Yan of my Lu family's burning sky, I created the secret technique of Lei Lie Qianhua. The old slave once learned from his bloodline, and the descendants of my Lu family can be the first-class. If Miss learns, she will be overjoyed!"

"At the age of eighteen, the young master became a secret method again and formed a golden body of the law. In the firmament of the sun, the light shines brightly, and then it is dark and invisible. On that day, he defeated the second person of the Sword Dao of the Cloud Realm with his soul body. Heaven and man inducted, heavy snow in the cloud world. All the Buddhist temples have collapsed on the north wall—"

"When I heard that the great day of Buddhism was coming, I changed the word 'immeasurable light' to 'vast light'. There is also a legend that the future Buddha position of Buddhism has been easier, from Maitreya Buddha, more immeasurable to the end. The old slave dared to speculate that this was closely related to the young master. ”

"At the age of nineteen, the young master will unify the east of Yunlu and destroy the Shangxiao Sect!"

"In the battle of the deep lake underground, he overwhelmed all the heroes in the cloud world, and was known as the first in swordsmanship!"

"Twenty years old, the Daredevil's invasion—"

After that, it is sprinkled, and the further you go, the more detailed the narrative becomes.

It's as if from beginning to end, he is by the side of Zong Shou.

And the first few lines are all commensurate with the son. In the latter words, all of them were changed to the word 'young master', which was called Zongshou.

Between the words, it is extremely respectful.

A line of words is written, and the old man takes it back into his sleeve with a move.

Turning around, he was about to return to the hut behind him. Behind the lake, the water vapor suddenly steamed.

A trace of vapor rose up, and behind him, gathered into a water mirror.

A figure also emerged from this mirror.

The old man raised his eyebrows, and his heart was slightly cold. Immediately turned around and looked behind him.

Seeing the figure in the mirror, it was a middle-aged man with gray hair dressed in luxury, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's you!"

The next moment, between the old man's eyebrows, there was a bit of coldness.

"It is said that Your Excellency is now appreciated by the head of the family and has become the head of the temple. At this time, when the scenery is endless, how can you have time to find me, a frustrated person?"

"Frustrated? But you brought it on yourself, old friend, and the head of the family values you above us. If you have the heart, you will be the lord of a house within twenty years at most. Why envy me?"

The man smiled, not caring about the ridicule in the old man's words.

The old man was impatient to listen, and shook his head directly: "Don't talk nonsense, just talk about it, what the hell is going on?"

The gray-haired middle-aged man looked stunned when he heard this, and then his eyes flashed and he looked at the old man opposite.

"Naturally, it's for the young master!"