Yin Ruo saw the thundercloud, and suddenly blurted out; Lin Yueru next to her couldn't help but move, and said, "What Uncle Yin said is the true secret of the Nine Heavens Imperial Thunder of Qingyun Gate?" ”

Yin Ruoclum's brows furrowed and said, "Yes." ”

said: "I came to Nanzhao here to look for the Linglong Holy Maiden, and it is related to the junior brother of Qingyunmen Cangsong. ”

As he spoke, he was already looking at the thunderclouds and flying in the direction of the colorful mist: "Senior Brother Cangsong left the Demon Suppression Ancient Cave a few days ago, saying that he was here to find the Linglong Holy Maiden, but he didn't see anyone for a long time. ”

His voice was faint: "It looks like he's in trouble!" ”

The voice had just fallen, and the people had come to the thunderclouds and the colorful fog.

is controlling a sword weapon, the sword light skyrockets, and it is about to be cut off; saw that Zhao Jingyang had already swept Lin Yueru and Linglong with a Yuan Gang and came to the side.

I saw him grab it out, and it was like a canopy under his palm, and the thunderclouds and colorful fog that spread for ten miles seemed to be pressed the pause button and solidified under his palm.

Zhao Jingyang's five fingers were closed, and the ten miles of space where the thunderclouds and colored fog were located should be rapidly reduced. He also smiled and said to Yin Ruohu: "There are a lot of people down here. ”

Yin Ruozhuo's face was numb and the sword light dispersed, and he had already seen ten miles of space, and all of them shrunk into Zhao Jingyang's palm!

It's like a small gray ball, dripping and turning.

With such magical powers, Yin Ruozhuo's heart was beating wildly, and the exquisite saint girl grew her mouth and was dumbfounded; Even Lin Yueru knew that Zhao Jingyang was powerful and had seen Zhao Jingyang do it, but she was still surprised.

According to Yin Ruo's qi strength comparable to that of a martial saint who opened up the sect, Zhao Jingyang's cultivation realm did not exceed him by much.

But this move, such a weather, such a light description, Yin Ruoclumsy is far from being comparable to Zhao Jingyang.

This is the pot of the biased number of cultivation paths.

After all, the path of the authentic martial saint is the number of the authentic path of humanity, and the cultivation path of this world is still shallow and biased in the end.

The same total amount of comprehensive power, when exerted, is very different in terms of output power and conversion efficiency.

For example, Yin Ruozhuo's total strength is one hundred, but his output power can only reach ten on average, and the output power of ten is only one or two when converted into lethality.

In other words, Zhao Jingyang is the total power of one hundred, the output power can reach one hundred, and the conversion efficiency of lethality is more than ten or even one white.

It's worse here, it's twice as much. It's a hundredfold thousandfold.

The same car, one is the engine of a steam boiler, the other is the engine of the space shuttle, how big the gap is, it is clear at a glance.

In a daze, Zhao Jingyang picked up the gray ball, and with a snap of his fingers, a black dot rolled out of it, dripping, growing in the wind, and turning into an embarrassed Taoist.

It's not that Cangsong Dao person, who is it?

Cangsong Daoren looked dazed, he had no idea what was going on.

At that moment, he was acting with the Poison God and a group of demon cubs from the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, but suddenly a big hand that covered the sky and the sun fell from the sky, and there was almost no chance to react, so he was suppressed and couldn't move at all.

At this moment, he rolled out, staggered, but was in mid-air, and was about to fall if he was not prepared.

Yin Ruozhuo next to him hurriedly caught him.

"Senior Brother Cangsong!"

Cang Song came back to his senses, and when he saw that it was Yin Ruoclumsy, he was shocked for a while, and said, "Senior Brother Yin..."

But in my heart, I turned back and forth, and I saw a blue sky everywhere I raised my eyes, two women and a man on the side, and the poisonous god and others were nowhere to be seen.

Cang Song secretly calmed his mind, planning to understand the situation clearly before making a decision.

Yin Ruozhuo had already asked: "Senior Brother Tian said that you came to Nanzhao a few days ago to look for the Linglong Holy Maiden, but you didn't return for a few days, Senior Brother Daoxuan was worried in his heart, and taught me to come to you." ”

Then he said, "Sure enough, you're in trouble." ”

He said, "But I don't know who has trapped you?" ”

Said: "If it weren't for Fang Cai's movement, I could see that it was the Nine Heavens Imperial Thunder True Technique of Qingyun Gate, I'm afraid the consequences would be unpredictable." ”

When the people of Cangsong Dao heard this, the secret way was right.

But how did it suddenly come to this? It should be Yin Ruozhuo who made a move, 'saved' him, and then fought with him against the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, and then he saw the opportunity and used the seven-tailed centipede to give Yin Ruozhuo a ruthless...

While his heart was turning, he didn't stop talking, and replied: "At first, I speculated that the source of the resentment and evil qi probably came from southern Xinjiang, but in the end, we are from the Central Plains and don't know much about southern Xinjiang. ”

So he planned to come to the Linglong Holy Maiden to see if she knew. But he never thought that when he reached a peach forest, he was suddenly attacked. ”

said: "But it's the poisonous god of the Demon Sect's Ten Thousand Poison Sect!" ”

"Ten Thousand Poison Gate Poison God?!" Yin Ruoclumsy raised his eyebrows.

Cangsong Daoren bowed his head and said, "It's this owl." I was caught off guard and was trapped by its formation, and after a few days of fighting, it was difficult to get out. ”

After a pause, he said: "But the ten thousand poisonous gates are uneven in the end, and after a long time, the flaws have been exposed." I took the opportunity to kill a demon cub of the main formation and broke the formation. But the poisonous god refused to give up, and I really had no choice but to rise up and perform the Nine Heavens Thunder True Technique. ”

At this point, a trace of confusion flashed in his expression: "But it covers the sky and the sun, like the sky falling, and I actually saw Senior Brother Yin in a blink of an eye—it was like a dream, what about the demon cub of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate?" ”

Lin Yueru and Linglong both laughed.

Lin Yueru said: "Uncle Cangsong, it was Brother Jingyang who made the move. ”

She looked very proud.

When Cang Song heard this, his heart turned, his eyes fell on Zhao Jingyang, and for a moment, he blurted out: "Zhao Jingyang? ”

As he spoke, his heart was already shocked.

Zhao Jingyang nodded with a smile and said with a smile: "It's me." Cangsong real person, fortunately. ”

Then he pointed to the gray ball in front of him, and said, "It turned out to be a cub of the Demon Sect's Ten Thousand Poison Sect." It's good, I came here empty-handed this time, and I'm worried that I didn't bring a gift. ”

Next to him, Yin Ruo smiled and said, "Mr. Zhao is here, which can be described as a blessing from God." not only brought the good news of rescuing Tiannan, but also wiped out the ten thousand poisons as soon as they made a move. ”

It's exquisite, and she smiles.

Only Cangsong Dao people, their hearts are groaning; Together with the Ten Thousand Poison Gate Poison God and a group of people, they are in that gray ball at this moment!

He suddenly realized in his heart that he had just come out of there.

The gray and autumn, occasionally flashing colorful balls, it is clear that he was acting with the poison god just now, and the means used by both sides have been condensed into a ball!

Cang Song's heart is not good.

The Poison God group was captured alive, and when they heard these words, they were taken as gifts by Zhao Jingyang, and they wanted to give them to Dao Xuan and others as a greeting gift.

At that time, as soon as the poison god and the others are released, just a few words, won't he show his bottom?!

Finished!

Cangsong Daoren's gaze brushed over Zhao Jingyang, retracted, lowered his eyelids, and for a while, his thoughts were like hot wheels, turning rapidly, almost smoking.