Qing Imperial Gate, on a broad platform.

One person's head is tied in a bun, the robe is embroidered with a fish and dragon pan water map, and there are two yin and yang swords behind his back, his face is extremely cold, and he is practicing swordsmanship.

At this time, Gao Ruowang stepped on the smoke and flew to the high platform, and after landing on the ground, he bowed his hand and said: "The head of the house is really polite." ”

The head of the Qing Imperial Sect slowly put the two magic swords in front of him, one black and one white, and were flying gracefully, into his cuffs, turned around and asked, "Why did Elder Gao come here to find me?" ”

Gao Ruowang immediately handed out the wooden card that Cheng Daoren had placed his divine thoughts on, and at the same time opened his mouth to reveal the matter of the Heavenly Vein Wizard of the Righteous Qi Dao one by one.

The head of Qingyu raised his hand and took the wooden card that had been broken into two in his hand, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Wizard of the Celestial Pulse ......"

After listening to Gao Ruowang's words, he pondered for a while, and then suddenly spoke: "I will go to investigate this matter, if it is a stop, I will just go to the righteous qi path to visit and see how the so-called Heavenly Pulse Wizard is, you can go down first." ”

Gao Ruowang saw that the real person in charge had an arrangement, so he didn't say anything more, said goodbye, called a wisp of flying smoke on the spot, and flew out.

After the head of the Qing Dynasty waited for Gao Ruowang to leave, the two magic swords behind him suddenly trembled, and then a black sword suddenly came out of its sheath, flew in the air in a circle, and finally turned into a Taoist who was exactly the same as the head of the Qing Dynasty and wore a robe on the high platform.

"There's a Lao Daoyou on a trip." The head of Qingyu bowed slightly and spoke.

The Xuan-robed Daoist transformed by the black sword nodded slightly, and then took off into the air, turning into a dark sword light in mid-air, breaking through the atmosphere, tearing through the sky, and flying away outside the mountain gate.

In fact, there is a secret method that only the head of the sect can know, which can be used to build the foundation and use the two yin and yang qi in the dantian as the foundation to cultivate and refine the two incarnations of the same yin and yang paths.

The head of the Qing Imperial Sect had learned a method of sword formation practice by chance, so he simply combined this secret method with it, and passed on the method of changing the two swords of yin and yang.

After the Black Sword Dao people left the Qingyumen Mountain Gate, they flew directly to the Kunhu Mountain where the Righteous Qi Dao was located.

Since Cheng Daoren was in the process of persuading that Tianmai Wizard, then in the end, he had to go to the Righteous Qi Path for a trip, and if he could find something on the way, it would naturally be the best.

As the sword escape unfolded, the black sword daoist flew away for half an hour and came to the realm where Su Yuheng changed his true body to kill Cheng Daoren.

Looking at the mountain peak in front of him, which had been broken into two pieces and was extremely black, the Black Sword Daoist suddenly realized that this should be the place where Cheng Daoren had an accident.

Looking at the scene in front of him, he could easily tell that it should be the hand of a foundation building cultivator who majored in Lei Fa, and this person's realm was very likely to be in the late stage of foundation building.

Fei approached, and after casting a spell and investigating carefully, although he did not find Cheng Daoren's body, he found some fragments of magic weapons that had been shattered into shape.

By discerning the aura, he quickly determined that this was Cheng Daoren's magic weapon.

This made him a little strange, Cheng Daoren was just a cultivator of the ninth level of Qi refining, how could he attract such a realm cultivator to take the initiative?

The opponent's shot was extremely clean, except for a few fragments of magic weapons used by Cheng Daoren, including the breath of Cheng Daoren and the breath of the person who shot were all cleaned up by the other party with pure thunder methods.

Even he couldn't find more useful clues.

After pondering for a while, he decided to go to the righteous airway first.

If you can find out why Cheng Daoren would provoke such a cultivator, it would naturally be the best.

If he can't find out, then he has no choice but to give up the matter.

After all, judging from the Lei Fa cultivation of the person who made the move, it is very likely that he is a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, and he is already a small realm higher than the cultivation of his main body.

Such a character, even he is unwilling to take the initiative to provoke.

After making a decision, I saw the sword light sound, and the black sword dao man re-used his sword escape and flew away towards the mountain gate of the righteous qi path.

.......

Positive airway

After pondering for a while, Su Yuheng came up with a way to replace the Heavenly Tribulation.

When he pretends to break through the foundation, he can find a no-man's land, and then use the thunder method to cause the thunder to fall, so as to pretend to be the scene of the catastrophe.

The real Heavenly Tribulation is very different from the Heavenly Thunder triggered by the cultivator's spell, so he must use this method to cross the Tribulation at a distance from Xia Rong and the others, so that he can only feel part of the Heavenly Thunder power, and it is difficult to distinguish the authenticity of it, so that he can not be recognized.

About 200 miles west of Kunhu Mountain, there is a vicious miasma valley, in which the thick clouds do not disperse all day long, raising many poisonous insects, just inaccessible, no one is in it.

At this distance, with the cultivation of Xia Rong and the others at the ninth level of Qi refining, I am afraid that they can only sense some movement.

After choosing the location, Su Yuheng simply didn't wait any longer, even if he rode the wind, stepped on the clouds, and fled to the evil miasma valley, planning to cross the catastrophe today, so that the identity of this cultivator would become the foundation building realm.

Anyway, with the talent and cultivation he had shown before, it was not surprising that he suddenly crossed the catastrophe at this time.

He didn't know that Xia Rong and the others would be there, otherwise if the other party kept staring at him, I was afraid that there would be some trouble.

After flying away in the vast sea of clouds for half an hour, he saw a valley filled with thick fog below, gathering but not dispersing, and he should even fall down the clouds and flee to the valley.

As soon as Fang entered the valley, he saw the yin wind howling, countless poisonous insects hiding in the verdant grass forest, and bursts of filthy and turbid air rushed to his face.

Su Yuheng couldn't help frowning, and instinctively felt a wave of disgust in his heart.

With a wave of his sleeve, a fresh breeze blows it into the distance.

Then he raised his hand and struck out several thunderbolts to clear a clearing among the mossy trees, sat down cross-legged forward, and began to cast a spell to induce the heavenly thunder, preparing to fake the scene of the crossing.

In a short period of time, thousands of clouds and clouds converged in the sky, rubbing and squeezing, and then turned into black and dull dark clouds that continued to squeeze towards the sky above this evil miasma valley.

Suddenly, a majestic rain fell, and the sound of rumbling stones sounded in the lead clouds in the sky, like a drum beating in the sky, roaring loudly.

Su Yuheng was not suppressing his own qi too much at this time, the divine light on his body was churning, and the aura was like smoke, rolling out, flooding the valley, and then dispersing outward, and in a moment, it was full of this heaven and earth, discharging the thick mist miasma, so that the aura of the four directions converged.

As his breath continued to climb upward, he rose higher and higher, straight into the sky, and then saw the sound of drums in the sky, and then saw a blazing thunder falling down, like a divine sword falling, splitting in the valley, reflecting the surrounding low cliffs to the slightest, and thousands of poisonous insects shrank and tremble in place.