Outside the Qingfeng Pavilion, rows of black-pressed cultivators and scattered cultivators without sects faced rows of officers and soldiers with weapons, and the two sides did not give in to each other.

"Hehe, just you ordinary people, you still want to compete with the old man?"

Standing out of the crowd were several old men, who said this by the armless man, and the horned fairy on his shoulder flashed his wings and made a buzzing sound.

Behind him was the old man with a cane: "I'm not a vegetarian in Yulongmen." ”

As soon as these words came out, a dragon soul hovered up behind the old man on crutches, the dragon's eyes looked at the cold arrogance of the nine shadows, and the dragon whiskers swallowed clouds and spit out mist with his snort, and turned into white gas that gathered with the dragon's chant and did not disperse.

When did a soldier who was a mortal man see this battle?

I only knew that the dragon was a legendary creature, and at this moment, it appeared in the sky like a dream, and everyone subconsciously took two steps back.

Seeing this, Ji Man must not let his own unique stunt fall behind: "Royal Dragon Gate? Let's look at the power of my Southern Xinjiang Gu technique. ”

"Look at how powerful I am at Kongtongmen, too." A young man in his thirties slammed the iron pestle in his hand on the ground, and suddenly, the white jade floor tiles cracked.

All of a sudden, the Ox Horn Immortal flapped its wings and headed straight towards the group of officers and soldiers.

A lot of powder was sprinkled under the wings, and a strange fragrance suddenly spread.

In an instant, the nearest soldier looked up at the sky, the corners of his mouth outlined a strange and satisfied smile, and then, the weapon in his hand fell ping-pong.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the people of Kongtongmen raised their iron pestles and waved them, and the waves of qi rushed straight towards the officers and soldiers like horizontal semicircles, flying sand and rocks wherever they went.

With a dragon roar, the dragon spirit rushed straight into the sky, swaying this huge body through the army, and in an instant, it collapsed.

Seeing this, Ji Man was not to be outdone: "Soul dementorship!" ”

In an instant, the soldier who had planted Gu worms fell to the ground in response, and it was effortless.

"Nan Miao's art is an evil art, and watch me swim into the sea......"

Not to be outdone, the Dragon Gate is not to be outdone.

"Thirteen veins of ghost talismans, dispatch troops!" At this moment, the young man of the Yinshan faction stood up, looking at the scene of the hot water life, he sat down cross-legged without moving, pinched his fingers, and drew a few strokes in the air.

In an instant, the entire downstairs of Qingfeng Accord became a miasma, and in a daze, I felt that an army was coming from the black smoke.

Ah Jiu looked thrilling on the pavilion on the third floor: "This is the deployment of troops from the Yinshan faction." Ah Jiu remembered that she also had a book on the lost methods of the Yinshan Sect in her space, but Ah Jiu couldn't understand it at that time.

They really didn't really want to calm the imperial court's killing this time, it was all just to show the methods of their own sect.

I turned my ear to hear why: "Actually, when my master was here, I didn't know what selfishness was, but now I do." ”

"That's because you have seen too little sinister people, and I have seen too much, so I don't feel it." After Meng Jiu'er finished speaking, he sat down cross-legged:

"It's cold in three hours now, I hope the pavilion master can come back."

The prison of the Criminal Department.

The pavilion master was meditating cross-legged and waiting for this catastrophe that he had already calculated, not to mention, he had already arranged for the afterlife.

The only thing I can't let go of is dying.

Fortunately, Xue Zhen is really a friend worthy of trust, and in the future, if he takes her to Zixiao Hall for treatment, the pavilion master will have no regrets.

Who knows, a person suddenly popped out of the haystack in the prison: "Hehe." Pavilion master, don't come unharmed. ”

The pavilion master's pupils shrank, and he suddenly opened his eyes and looked: "It turned out to be the famous Earth Immortal Liao senior." ”

The pavilion master stood up and bowed as he spoke.

The silver-haired grandmother is full of spring light, and she doesn't look like a twilight old lady in her nineties at all:

"You come with me, this seat has already been calculated, and now is not your death date."

When the pavilion master heard this, he said calmly: "I naturally know my affairs, and I don't know why Senior Liao said this." ”

"You can't count a person who appeared out of thin air, if you don't believe it, you think carefully about whether there is any information about that girl in your cabinet."

The silver-haired old lady is not a simple person, as soon as these words came out, the pavilion master immediately turned his eyes and thought, and hurriedly said:

"Who did the seniors say?"

"It's your apprentice's friend, what is Meng Jiu'er's." The old lady was pacing back and forth in the prison, and now most of the officials who kept vigil were lazy, except for a few torches jumping, and the air was quiet only the sound of crackling oil:

"Originally, I didn't want to be nosy, the so-called immortal cultivators just ask about these folk trivialities, but I don't think that girl is a mortal, and her insight is far above us monks, so you can accept your fate and go back with me."

"Is that her?" The pavilion master changed his expression with his hands behind his back, and sighed thoughtfully:

"She has no cultivation, but the granddaughter of one of my benefactors......"

"You are the pavilion master of Qingfeng Accord, and you haven't thought about the truth that things must be opposed? Her cultivation is so well hidden that I can't even see it, and because of this, I am more profound. ”