Night.

There was a thunderclap, the wind swept the clouds, and the black clouds rolled in the sky. The wind and rain are coming, and there is a sense of slaughter between heaven and earth. Long Xuan and Pu Zhi were still in the grass temple, meditating on the ground. Looking up, there was only a haze left in Qingyun Mountain in the distance, and there was no sound in the four fields, only the sound of the wind and thunder all over the sky.

"Huh-" The wind rose, a lightning bolt burst through the sky, and the small grass temple standing alone in the wind lit up, and in a moment, Long Xuan had already woken up, and looked at each other with Pu Zhi, both of whom saw the seriousness in each other's eyes. In the village to the west, I don't know when a black gas has risen, as thick as black ink, surging endlessly. Pu Zhi stood at the door of the Grass Temple, staring at this black gas.

Suddenly, the black gas rolled up, swirled up, and went straight to the outside of the village, heading towards the direction of the grass temple. It's blazing fast, and it's just a blink of an eye. Pu Zhi's eyes were sharp, and he saw at a glance that there was a child in it, it was Lin Jingyu who he had seen during the day.

His face sank, he didn't hesitate anymore, and he didn't see how he behaved, his thin body rose from the ground, emitting thousands of Buddha's light, and he was about to insert it into the black qi. But a sharp and incomparable cyan sword was faster than him, and it shot out from the grass temple and slashed at the black qi! In the darkness, in the middle of nowhere, there was a cold snort with a slight surprise.

At the same time, there were several muffled sounds, and the black qi stopped hovering over the grass temple. Lin Jingyu fell out of the black air, but his eyes were closed, his breathing was steady, and he didn't know whether he fell asleep or fainted.

In the dark grass temple, a young man walked out slowly, he was dressed in a blue robe without wind, and a white sword light was wandering around him. He looked up at the black gas in the air, and said coldly: "Your Excellency's Taoism is profound, why do you hide your head and show your tail, and attack ignorant children, aren't you afraid of losing your identity?" ”

A hoarse voice came from the black air: "Ignorant child, dare to block my plan, if you don't get out of the way, you will definitely not be able to survive, you can't die!" ”

Long Xuan snorted coldly: "My Qingyun Realm does not allow Your Excellency to disturb you, since Your Excellency refuses to stop, I have to do a fight with Your Excellency and learn your Excellency's tricks!" ”

In the dark, the man snorted, his words were disdainful, and said: "What is Qingyunmen, it hides filth and dirt, and it is inferior to the Demon Sect. Don't say more, boy, just get out of the way and give me the kid. ”

Long Xuan's face was fierce, and he no longer talked nonsense, since the words were not speculative, then he would see the real chapter under his hands! He could naturally see that the mysterious person in front of him was already a master of the Scattered Immortal Realm, but he thought that he was in the advanced mana of "Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao" and "Nine Heavens Xuanjing", and he was also carrying the two Nine Heavens Immortal Weapons of "Qingping" and "Dragon Slaying", even if he fought with Shangqing, he would not necessarily fall behind!

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth stood still, and time seemed to stop its never-ending passing.

"Boom-" The thunder became louder, and countless thin rains fell, falling from the distant "Heavenly Heart", as if to wash away all the sins of the world!

Long Xuan's pair of Danfeng eyes narrowed slightly, and he sank into the artistic conception of "Heart Sword" in an instant, seemingly transcendent above everything in the world, including life and death, success or failure! The jade-like hand held the hilt of the sword of "Qingping", and the crisp sword groan, as if coming from the nine heavens, lingered for a long time! The white "Qingping" is shining brightly, and the whole open space is shrouded in endless brilliance in an instant, and the curtain is sweeping the ground.

The cold wind suddenly rose, Long Xuan's clothes were thin, and his clothes flew with the night wind, and his whole body exuded an invincible momentum. The wind moves, the people are quiet, at this moment, he is like a glacier that lasts forever, and this day, this earth, this wind, this rain, has become an inseparable whole! "Qingping" is completely unsheathed, and the tip of the sword draws an arc in the air, exuding a gorgeous and dazzling brilliance like the rising sun!

Like the sunlight shining on the earth, the brilliance under Long Xuan's sword was woven into an impermeable sword net, heading towards the black qi in the sky. The mysterious figure in the black air was also shocked, and he never imagined that this junior disciple of Qingyun Sect really had the strength to argue with him. However, in the end, he has been dominating the world for many years, although he was tempted by it, but he soon came back to his senses and roared: "The kid is looking for death!" ”

With his words, in the black qi that had been circling, a crimson light flashed in it, and in an instant, around this small grass temple, the wind was fierce, and the ghost aura was strong.

"Poison Blood Banner!" An angry look suddenly appeared on Pu Zhi's face, who was standing aside for Long Xuan, "Evil Barrier, you dare to cultivate such an evil thing that has lost its conscience and harmed the world, and I will never spare you today." ”

The hoarse voice sneered, but did not answer, only heard a whistling, red mang, from the middle of the air, the smell of fishy smell, one side of the two red flags slowly sacrificed. At this time, the sound of the ghost crying became more and more poignant, as if there were countless resentful spirits crying at night, and there was a faint sound of bones rattling, which was terrifying.

Long Xuan's body was surrounded by sword qi, his body was like a dream, and thousands of rain threads flew away under the contact of the sword qi, turning into Taoist smoke, colorful streamers, gorgeous and impermanent, beautiful and deadly. The two of them attacked and defended, and in a very short period of time, they had already attacked several times, as if dividing the void into two areas, one area was ghostly, and the other area was swordsmanship! Although Long Xuan's sword intent was full of strength, he took the lead, and the mysterious person who pressed him couldn't fight back, but for a moment, he would never be able to break the defense of the "Poisonous Blood Banner"!

The mysterious man couldn't fight for a long time, and he was very anxious in his heart, the young man in front of him had a deep relationship with him, but he couldn't make a heavy hand, but if he couldn't take Long Xuan in a short time, and the elders of Qingyunmen discovered the abnormality of this place and intervened, then today's plan will be ruined! As soon as he thought of this, he didn't care about fighting with Long Xuan, and he dodged a sword qi from Long Xuan, and shouted loudly: "Hundred Poison Daoists, if you don't make a move, when will you wait?" ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a hoarse laughter in the darkness not far away: "Even a Qingyun junior can't fight for a long time, I really don't know why the master of the door wants to snarn such a waste like you?" Immediately, a fierce-looking dwarf burst out of the darkness and shot towards the dragon in the void, with a long smile in his mouth and a fierce expression, shouting: "Little bastard, take your life!" ”

But when he couldn't get close to Long Xuan, he was caught by a golden light, Pu Zhi's palm turned over, grabbed a string of jasper prayer beads in his hand, his hands were knotted left and right water bottle marks, his eyes were wide open, and there was a golden light hidden in his body, and he read word by word in his mouth: "Dying, well, what, horn, mi, moo!" ”

"Six-character Ming Wang Mantra?" The hundred poisonous monsters screamed, but they didn't dare to take it hard, they flew back, and at the same time, the stench of black gas was released, and where the black gas passed, all the flowers and trees withered, which was obviously highly poisonous!

"Phew!" Puzhi's tongue blooms spring thunder, such as a lion's roar, the sound shocks the four fields, the jasper rosary in front of him is driven by the Buddha's power, the light is more abundant, and suddenly a rosary "poof" shatters, and the word "Buddha" is made in mid-air, rushing forward, hitting the black gas.

"Ah, what a thief!" There was a muffled snort from the black gas, and it was obvious that he was not lightly injured. The mysterious man saw that the helper was repelled by Pu Zhi as soon as he saw him, and he couldn't help but secretly scold the old puppet of the poison god for not having the courage to send this kind of miscellaneous fish out. It's no wonder that the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect is getting more and more sluggish, and even an emerging sect like the Ghost King Sect can compete with him!

The idea of the mysterious man is greatly wrong to blame the poisonous god, although the hundred poisons are not good, but it is also a real Shangqing cultivation (I don't know how to divide the realm of the demon road, just use the Shangqing to refer to it), if he joins forces with the mysterious man, it is simple and abnormal to take down a mere universal wisdom, not to mention that he originally had a "killer feature" that did not come in handy!

"Humph!" The mysterious man snorted coldly, only to see that from the top of the blood-colored red flag, a hideous grimace suddenly appeared, with triangular eyes, sharp teeth and fangs, "click, click, click" The four eyes on the ghost face suddenly all opened, and with a "roar", it turned into an entity, rushed out from the flag, and hit Long Xuan with an incomparably bloody aura. He rolled up and fled, but he went towards Lin Jingyu on the ground! Long Xuan's face was cold, but his heart was even more angry. Although he has a cold temperament, the most unaccustomed thing is those monks who rely on their own cultivation to bully mortals!

He snorted, held the sword trick in his hand, stepped on the seven stars, and walked seven steps in the void, the Qingping sword pierced the sky, and there were words in his mouth:

"Nine Heavens Xuansha, turned into divine thunder.

Huanghuang Tianwei, lead it with a sword! ”

In a moment, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly surged, the thunder rumbled, and the edge of the black clouds continued to flash with electric light, and the heavens and the earth were slaughtered, and the wind was fierce.

It's as if the sky is about to fall. A dazzling lightning bolt appeared in the sky, and it actually hit the earth of the world, and landed on the water-like blade of Long Xuan's hand, the lightning that bloomed on the tip of the sword in the night was so beautiful!

"Excalibur Thunder Technique!" Pu Zhi's face flushed, followed by a kind of surprise and a little inexplicable fanaticism: "Is this the power and power of the Taoist True Method?" ”

I only heard Long Xuan shouting, the sword trick in his left hand was introduced, and he shook his wrist with all his strength, and the thunder sounded, and the lightning on the sword shot out towards the hideous grimace, like a hole in a white paper, castration unabated, and slashed towards the earth. Along the way, the grass, trees, bricks and stones all shook and flew, and only the middle road left a deep scar......

PS: I've been struggling with whether Zhang Xiaofan should be allowed to follow the old path of the original work.