"Oh my God!"

Seeing that a line of shining sword light was about to slash Ye Qingxuan's neck and cut off his head, suddenly a light drink that was not light or heavy but seemed to contain endless majesty exploded on the top of the Heavenly Sword Peak, and with this shout, everyone seemed to see a piece of golden and brilliant Heavenly Palace.

The sound of heavenly words fell, and with it, Ye Qingxuan's Jun Tianyin hidden under his sleeve robe.

The seal of this sect descendant smashed firmly on Qingfeng's sword light, and in an instant, the sword light shattered into a messy crystal.

This sudden change made Qingfeng, who originally wanted to fight for his life, suddenly shocked and angry, but what made him even more angry was still behind.

I saw that after Ye Qingxuan smashed the Divine Sword Heavenly Tribulation with one seal, his right hand was raised high again, and then a crystal white, with a crystal white palm that turned over the Divine Dao Light, appeared on the top of Qingfeng's head again.

"I'm mighty!"

The next moment, Ye Qingxuan's light drink sounded again, and this time everyone seemed to see that in the heavenly palace full of vigorous Dao Yun, a heavenly emperor wearing the robes of the Nine Dragons and wearing the crown suddenly appeared and walked into this palace.

But before everyone could see what this Heavenly Emperor was born like and feel his majesty, the palace that appeared in front of them, the Heavenly Emperor suddenly began to collapse from above the Nine Heavens.

Nine days upside down, the imperial palace collapsed, with the power of thunder, towards the top of Qingfeng's head to suppress over, the first to bear the brunt of the unruly and handsome Taoist, immediately felt that his body was hanging upside down by this upside-down sky, suppressed at the slightest move.

"I'm dying!"

Seeing this, in addition to fear, there was also a faint hint of enlightenment in the eyes of this Qingfeng, and he struggled to get out, this person seemed to accept his fate, and stood in place in a daze, his eyes closed.

Time passed for a moment, two moments, one breath, two breaths, but the expected power of thunder did not fall for a long time, and the hope of life appeared in Qingfeng's heart again.

At the same time, he found that his body could move again, so he subconsciously staggered to dodge backwards, but due to the sudden recovery of control of his body, coupled with the mixture of fear, he lost his balance for a while, and then sat on the ground with a "bang".

Then Qingfeng Dao opened his eyes with a bloodless face, and at the same time used his hands and feet, and stepped back again and again, and where his eyes fell, he saw that Ye Qingxuan was just standing in place, with an expression on his face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

His right hand was still raised high, and the palm of his hand was hidden in the sleeve robe, and the Dao Yun and True Yuan around him also disappeared without a trace at this time!

"You...... What kind of kung fu are you?"

The frightened Qingfeng swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely, and then asked Ye Qingxuan tremblingly.

But Ye Qingxuan obviously heard his question, but he only hooked an expression mixed with regret and sigh on his face, and at the same time shook his head silently, did not answer him, and then turned around and walked back towards the seat where he came.

"Sure enough, the martial arts Dao hearts of this era are too poor, that is, they have great power, but they don't know how to use it stably, and I don't know if it's just this green wind pus, or if this situation is common in this era. ”

While thinking silently, Ye Qingxuan glanced in the direction where Qinglin and the others were, intentionally or unintentionally, and after Ye Qingxuan returned to his seat, on the Heavenly Sword Peak, which had originally become very quiet because of the two fighting, there was a burst of cheers.

Ye Qingxuan was able to defeat Qingfeng, which naturally no one could have expected, but the victory was so neat and neat, and made Qingfeng ugly, which greatly surprised others.

So the disciples of Shangqingguan were all curious and wanted to come forward to make friends with Ye Qingxuan, but before they could act, they saw several sword lights flashing, and there were already several more figures in front of Ye Qingxuan.

"Senior Brother Qingxuan is so handsome!"

Qinglin was the first to come to Ye Qingxuan, laughing, while snorting at Ye Qingxuan, and then eagerly introduced to him, "Senior Brother Qingxuan, this is my senior brother, Qinghao Zhenren, who has cultivated to the fullest of my master's true inheritance, and the Heavenly Sword Classic has been superb, and he is already a half-step Golden Immortal Realm great cultivator." ”

As soon as Qinglin's words fell, he saw the monk who was full of kindness, medium stature, holding a divine sword in his hand at random, and the aura around him nodded towards Ye Qingxuan with satisfaction, "Senior Brother Qingxuan, that move just now, it is convenient to tell Brother Wei, what kind of name is it?"

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" Seeing that this Dao person was approachable and had no shelf, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but have a little affection for him, and while giving him a Dao name, he immediately said, "Senior Brother Qinghao, that is just some gadgets taught by the poor Dao Master, the name is Jun Tianyin, it is a Dao Gate Seal method that has been practiced from the Nine Heavens of Xuanmen, taking the meaning of the central Juntian!"

"Oh, the ancestor is really a strange person!"

Hearing Ye Qingxuan's answer, a look of interest flashed in the eyes of this Qing Hao real person, and then he smiled faintly at Ye Qingxuan and continued, "Senior Brother Qingxuan, the deceased is gone, the cultivators of my generation, how can they be in life and death?

"What Senior Brother said makes sense!"

Hearing this, Ye Qingxuan could only show a relatively unsightly wry smile, the meaning of his words, how could Ye Qingxuan not know what to do?

This Qing Hao is clearly saying, your original master of Qingxuan Dao people can't even live forever, how can you train any excellent disciples, it is better to worship Chong Xuzhen as a teacher, and the natural avenue can be expected in the future.

It's a shame that Ye Qingxuan knows what kind of realm his master is in the primordial real person, according to Qingyuan, the realm of the former Taichu is probably compared with Chongguang, and he doesn't want to go up and down, how can he not compare to this old way, but these words, Ye Qingxuan can't say it, so he can only make a somewhat resentful appearance.

"Senior brother, there is something wrong with what you say!"

As if seeing that the atmosphere was a little stiff, Qinglin on the side hurriedly went to Ali to play a round, and then introduced the rest of the people to Ye Qingxuan.

These people are all Qinglin's senior brothers, they are the third disciple Qing He of Chongxu Old Dao, the fifth disciple Qing Jiu, the ninth disciple Qing Dan and the eighteenth disciple Qing Dan.

Listening to the Taoist names of these disciples, Ye Qingxuan had an urge to cover his face, and he really didn't look down on the ability to name this old Dao in his heart.

And when Ye Qingxuan saw these senior brothers one by one, he heard the sound of a clear treasure flowing into their ears along the mountain wind, and turned his head to look at the sound, and saw an old Taoist priest with white hair and kind eyebrows, just sitting quietly on the pulpit.