Mengdie's eyes were slightly glazed, and she followed the Chaos God Pope out of the gate of the Anda tribe, and there was a sea of fire behind her.

"Are they all dead?" Mengdie didn't like people in the tribe, but she was still surprised that so many lives were lost in an instant.

The man in front of him just moved a thought, and in a moment, everyone in the tribe turned into a blood mist.

She and her sister are the two people of this tribe, who are still alive, looking worriedly at Mengyue in the arms of the Chaos God Pope, Mengdie doesn't know what this man will do next.

"I'll take you to a place where the people of the mountains have never been in their lives." The Chaos God Pope stroked the sleeping Mengyue like a well-behaved cat.

Mengdie suddenly knew where this man was going to take her, the chaotic sacred mountain that people in this tribe had been yearning for all their lives, but they couldn't see it all their lives.

He was inside the holy mountain, and Mengdie remembered Chen Qingshan's appearance......

"Your Highness, where are we going?"

"Your wounds?" Yang Jian cautiously followed behind Chen Qingshan and asked.

Chen Qingshan raised his hand slightly, indicating that there was no big problem, theoretically, as long as his head and heart were not broken, or he was beaten to ashes, Chen Qingshan's physical body could be recovered.

The dantian world constantly spits out the source qi of life and nourishes the physical body.

In Yang Jian's surprised gaze, the hole in Chen Qingshan's body was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, what kind of anti-heaven body was this, even a martial artist from the Five Realms or even the Six Realms couldn't do it, right?!

But His Royal Highness the Holy Son is a sword cultivator, and his physical body is still so strong.

What a rebellion!

Yang Jian was excited, and behind Chen Qingshan, his eyes kept flickering, and he felt more and more that he was right to use that crockpot as a vote.

He was now hugging the thigh of His Highness the Holy Son tightly, one glory and one loss.

"With His Royal Highness the Holy Son here, it is almost a sure thing for me to become the Divine Son of an ancient god, and because of the relationship between His Royal Highness the Holy Son, after I become a Divine Son, my status is higher than that of ordinary Divine Sons and Goddesses, even if it is not as good as the Nine Prisons, but I am not afraid of Rakshasa and Floating Life." Yang Jian thought about it, as if he saw a bright avenue slowly appearing in front of him, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he felt.

Although Yang Jian was also considered an elite in the sect before, he was one level lower than the Divine Son and Goddess after all, not to mention compared to the Rakshasa Divine Son and the Floating Divine Daughter.

"If His Highness the Holy Son takes over the position of Pope, then my status in the Church will be even higher." Yang Jian whispered.

The two came to the bottom of a peak, and it can be seen that there is a giant tree towering to the sky at the top of the peak, and the circulation under the peak is prohibited, shining like glass.

"Your Highness the Holy Son, what are you?!" Yang Jian was slightly shocked, the owner of this peak was the Floating Goddess, and Yang Jian didn't know the grievances and sorrows between the Floating Goddess and Chen Qingshan.

"Come to this peak to settle accounts." Chen Qingshan whispered and looked at Yang Jian with a smile.

Yang Jian only felt that His Royal Highness the Holy Son was a little violent, he had just fought with the Nine Hells Goddess, and now he was going to kill this Floating Life Peak again.

Chen Qingshan stretched out his hand and pressed it slightly on the prohibition, thunder and lightning surged, like a golden spirit snake, lingering on Chen Qingshan's palm, opening his mouth and biting it, and suddenly Chen Qingshan's palm was scorched black.

Chen Qingshan put away his hand and looked at Yang Jian with a smile.

Yang Jian's scalp was numb, he looked at the golden prohibition that was circulating, and a thunderbolt exploded in his mind, and he gritted his teeth: "If His Royal Highness the Holy Son needs it, Yang Jian is willing to go to the soup for you!" ”

"Huh?" Chen Qingshan was stunned for a moment, feeling that Yang Jian had misunderstood what he meant.

Don't wait for Chen Qingshan to stop it.

"Boom!"

Yang Jian drew his sword, held the hilt with both hands, lifted his whole body cultivation, and stabbed straight towards the thin layer of prohibition.

"Brave."

Chen Qingshan couldn't help but stretch out his fingers, opened his mouth slightly, and a thunderbolt the thickness of a bucket fell in his eyes, smashing straight into Yang Jian's body, and in an instant, Yang Jian was scorched, lying on the ground, and his knife fell to his side.

"Won't it be cold?" Chen Qingshan was suspicious, walked over, leaned over, and stretched out two fingers, wanting to probe Yang Jian's snort.

With the cultivation of the second realm to shake this prohibition, Yang Jian is the first person in this Chaos God Sect.

Chen Qingshan leaned down.

The black carbon beneath him moved.

"Ahem."

A circle of black smoke spit out from Yang Jian's mouth, and Chen Qingshan waved his hand again and again.

Yang Jian, who was lying on the ground, stretched out his hand tremblingly: "Your Highness the Holy Son, I have worked hard, but I can't break this prohibition." ”

"If it's hard, it's forbidden to fight back, and it's going to kill people!" The more Yang Jian spoke, the smaller his tone became, and finally there was no voice.

He was afraid, afraid that His Highness the Holy Son would let him rush again.

"Click." It was the sound of cracks in the jade, and the life-saving jade plate on Yang Jian's chest was shattered.

This is a life-saving treasure, although the rank is not as good as the substitute card given to Chen Qingshan by His Majesty the Holy Emperor, but for Yang Jian, it is also an extremely precious thing.

Yang Jian wanted to cry without tears, and he trembled.

If he did it again, he would really die.

Chen Qingshan shook his head and smiled, hating the appearance of iron not becoming steel: "I didn't say that I would let you break this ban!" ”

"Ahh Isn't it?! Yang Jian was startled, jumped up directly from the ground, and spat out a mouthful of pitch-black teeth.

Immediately, a feeling of pain appeared in Yang Jian's mind.

"Jade, my life-saving jade card is gone."

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment and muttered.

Chen Qingshan smiled "poof", patted Yang Jian's shoulder, and walked straight to the prohibition: "If you don't pay compensation, you guard this exit, don't let others go down the mountain." ”

"As for Fusheng, I'll take a good look at her." Chen Qingshan wanted to find the Floating Life Goddess to settle some matters, but in the case of not wanting to kill, Chen Qingshan was not sure that the other disciples on the Floating Life Peak would stay on the peak.

In order not to let people go down the mountain to report the news.

Therefore, there is a need for someone who can suppress all the disciples to help Chen Qingshan guard the exit of this floating life peak, and Yang Jian is the best candidate.

"Okay."

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, and nodded subconsciously.

Immediately found out that something was wrong: "Your Highness the Holy Son, you can't break this prohibition, you have to need the permission of the high priest!" ”

"If you break in, you will die, Your Highness the Holy Son, think twice!" Yang Jian shouted, he didn't want the thigh he had just hugged to have three long and two short.

Chen Qingshan glanced back at Yang Jian and laughed, unprecedentedly brilliant: "I have done good deeds all my life, but I am not a short-lived person, I will live a hundred years." ”

Chen Qingshan took out the width of heaven and earth and stabbed it at the prohibition, Yang Jian subconsciously dodged backwards, stretching out his arms to protect the front.

"Huh?!" The thunder that Yang Jian imagined did not appear.

Lowering his arm, Yang Jian saw a scene that shocked him, Chen Qingshan stabbed the heaven and earth straight into the prohibition in an extremely rough way, and with a strong stroke, everything opened a door on the glass-like prohibition.

This thunder, why don't you split him?!

Yang Jian muttered, and finally sighed helplessly: "His Royal Highness the Holy Son has good luck." ”

"Guard the way out of the peak, let one go, and ask you." Chen Qingshan's voice sounded, stepping on the stone steps of the upper peak, Yang Jian picked up the knife, habitually hugged it to his chest, and looked at Chen Qingshan from afar, that person and a sword, climbed the floating peak, and disappeared at a corner.

This has never been a man's appearance, and a man has appeared again, unlike the last time when the Rakshasa Divine Son came with the warrant of the Xuanyue High Priest, Chen Qingshan went up the mountain alone.

In order to avoid Chen Qingshan, after the Floating Goddess came back from the main peak, she never went down the mountain, which is also the meaning of the Xuanyue High Priest, stay on this Floating Peak, don't provoke Chen Jiangnan and avoid the limelight.

This mountain, this prohibition, is the protection of the Floating Goddess, and for this reason, the Xuanyue High Priest has also strengthened the prohibition of the Floating Peak.

But that's it, this Chen Jiangnan still appeared on the Fusheng Peak, one person and one sword.

"It turned out to be His Royal Highness the Holy Son, what are you doing on this floating peak?" The Floating Goddess put away her unpleasant face and whispered.

Looks like nobody.

Because of the relationship on the Fusheng Peak, the Fusheng Goddess did not dress up, dressed in a green gauze skirt, and when she saw Chen Qingshan coming, she stood up from the pear blossom wooden chair, from curled up to standing, her lazy posture did not change, and she had a more graceful and luxurious meaning.

Chen Qingshan didn't grind, and gently tapped his sword: "I came here for the matter of the Bamboo Club and Gu Qingfeng, of course, mainly for Gu Qingfeng's matter, and to seek justice for my friends." ”

The Floating Goddess's face turned cold: "This matter was told to you by Rakshasa that I heard that he went to your Saint Xuan Peak last night." ”

"It's just a fight." Chen Qingshan whispered, and did not directly answer the question of the Floating Goddess.

"There is a very pedantic truth in this world, that if you want people to know, you can't do it unless you do." Chen Qingshan continued to say leisurely.

Hanging the sword, he paced leisurely in the hall that belonged to the Floating Goddess, very leisurely, as if he Chen Qingshan was the master of this hall.

Chen Qingshan ignored the strange eyes of the Floating Goddess, and pinched up a beast ear incense burner of more than three inches: "The decorations on your Floating Life Peak are much better than those on my Saint Xuan Peak." ”

His face was not red, his heart was not beating, Chen Qingshan sat down on the chair made of pear blossom wood, and with a wipe of his hand, the three-legged beast ear incense burner was gone.

Fusheng secretly scolded, "It's shameless".

"I have a question, how did you break through the prohibition in this peak, that is, as His Royal Highness the Holy Son, you don't have such authority in this holy mountain." The Floating Priestess asked a question that bothered her.

"It's simple, with the sword in your hand." Chen Qingshan sat on the chair, spread his legs, stepped on the ground, raised the width of heaven and earth, and instead held the sword in both hands, and made a forward splitting motion.

"Okay." After being silent for a long time, the Floating Goddess still accepted the fact that Chen Jiangnan killed on the Floating Life Peak, with the cultivation of the Floating Goddess, she didn't think that she would be Chen Qingshan's opponent, and without hesitation, she took out the sound transmission jade talisman, the floating light flickered, and contacted the Xuanyue High Priest.

Chen Qingshan didn't stop it, just watched, from the moment he sat down, the rules of the dantian world had quietly descended.