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"Hmm, which Demon Suppression Pavilion Master are you talking about? Could it be Shi Laosan?" Wei Yinghan didn't seem to have understood the meaning yet, as if he felt that something was wrong, his eyes glared at the boss and said: "Back then, the Immortal Cultivation Realm witnessed the fall of Shi Laosan, and since the monster was unsealed, there has been no Demon Suppression Pavilion for a long time!"

Luo Bingyan pursed her lips slightly, shook her head and said: "It seems that the four elders have forgotten about him, the pavilion master of the Demon Suppression Pavilion was appointed by my grandmother back then, but he was a lowly cultivator in the sect at that time, and it seems that many people have forgotten him!"

"You mean Shi Laosan's personal disciple?" Hearing this, Wei Yinghan thought for a while, and then suddenly realized that he remembered the young man in the foundation building period who had extraordinary qualifications.

"Of course it's him!" Luo Bingyan said with a slight tremor on her shoulders.

Hearing this, Wei Yinghan suddenly became silent, frowned and looked at Luo Bingyan for a few breaths, and couldn't help but speak: "Now that the Demon Suppression Pavilion has been abolished, and he didn't say goodbye at the beginning, the people of the sect think that he has fallen, and now he will have any intentions to come back." Back then, many disciples in the sect rejected him extremely, and even if he came back now, I am afraid that he would not have any status in the sect!"

Although Wei Yinghan did not reject Cheng Qian at the beginning, he was very optimistic about the other party, but after losing news over the years, he had long thought that he was dead, and now he is back, and he is in an extraordinary period, which makes him faintly uneasy.

"Fourth Senior Uncle, it seems that you have some misunderstanding of Cheng Qian, he is not that kind of person, now that he is back, I am afraid that our entire sect will have to rely on him in order to regain the status of the Xuandong Continent!" Luo Bingyan seemed to be a little disgusted. Said angrily.

"Rely on him, why rely on him, even if he comes back, he is just a little monk, although hundreds of years have passed, I'm afraid it's only at the level of the Dan stage, even if you have such good qualifications, you can only ...... the late Dan stage."

Before Wei Yinghan finished speaking, he was immediately interrupted by Luo Bingyan: "She is now a cultivator in the Transformation Period, as long as he returns to Xuanqing Sect, we will never be as difficult as now!"

Luo Bingyan's words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, and Wei Yinghan was suddenly dumbfounded. Next to them stood several Ancestors of the Yudan Period. They didn't seem to know Cheng Qian, but they were also shocked when they heard the words of the Transformation Period, it turned out that Xuanqing Sect also had an ancestor of the Transformation Period, and they were pleasantly surprised.

"When did you meet him?" Wei Yinghan was very unsettled now. Hurriedly asked.

"Just a few months ago!" Luo Bingyan saw the face of the fourth uncle. I was slightly happy in my heart. It seems that Cheng Qian's current cultivation makes Wei Yinghan unable to believe it.

"It's no wonder that in the past few months, you have spared no expense in recruiting disciples with spiritual roots. Wei Yinghan only revealed at this time. As a Yuan Infant Stage Cultivator, although he was shocked by Cheng Qian's advanced speed, his face quickly recovered and he asked flatly, "Then why didn't you say it earlier?"

"Whether you say this or not, you will know one day, I am afraid that if I say it, it will have a mental impact on this group of new disciples, and it will not be easy to arouse their hatred for the demon clan, and they will work hard to cultivate, I don't want to make them unstable because there is a sudden God Transformation Stage Ancestor in the sect!" Luo Bingyan looked at the disciples who were competing in the ring, and said slowly.

Luo Bingyan's words were actually not unreasonable, and it was not easy for these disciples to work hard to cultivate, and suddenly learned that there was still a god transformation stage ancestor in the sect, so they would gradually relax their cultivation, and the sky would fall with a high top, and with the god transformation period in charge, it was equivalent to an extra layer of protection.

"You have become a qualified leader, presumably the former head is also at ease in the sky!" Wei Yinghan glanced at Luo Bingyan deeply, and said with some sighs, and then he turned his gaze to the several Jiedan ancestors around him, with a hint of fierceness in his eyes.

Several Jiedan Ancestors suddenly felt a pang in their hearts, and hurriedly spoke: "We didn't hear anything!"

Seeing the frightened appearance of several people, Wei Yinghan was relieved, and his eyes became gentle, but at this moment, the Xuanqing Sect's mountain protection array suddenly rippled, and a fire dragon flew in in an instant, and with a flash, it shot towards the Xuanming Palace.

Feeling the movement of the mountain protection array, Yu Yinghan frowned slightly, and with a move of raising his hand, the fire dragon rushed into his palm in an instant and extinguished, replaced by a pale yellow talisman.

Thousands of miles of note!

Seeing this scene, Luo Bingyan's eyebrows also furrowed deeply, and even the few Jiedan Ancestors beside him were just as strict, it seemed that they seemed to understand what was in this transmission note.

Wei Yinghan's face was stern, and he quietly released his divine sense and sank into the transmission note, and the other people looked at him a little nervously and did not bother.

After a while, he frowned deeply, withdrew his divine sense, and with a pinch of one hand, he turned the transmission note into ashes.

"The transmission note sent by the Jade Void Sect says that the million-strong army of the Demon Clan has entered Yunzhou, and I am afraid that it will attack us again!"

"What!" Luo Bingyan was immediately startled, and her originally pale face became even more difficult to look at.

"It's not the first time that the demon clan has attacked, calm down!" Wei Ying looked at Luo Bingyan coldly, and then turned his head to the few disciples of the Yudan stage and said, "Go and inform the Great Elder and the Fifth Elder and let them prepare for battle!"

"Yes!"

Several Jiedan Ancestors did not dare to slack off at all, and immediately shouted out respectfully, and hurriedly retreated.

For a while, a melodious bell rang from the entire Xuanqing Sect, and then it continued, and the atmosphere of the entire mountain suddenly became extremely tense.

Those low-level disciples who were competing in the ring stopped their movements one after another, and their eyes were a little frightened, but under the fear was more hatred, because this bell represented that the demon clan was attacking Yunzhou again.

At the same time, in a cave mansion on the Heavenly Sword Blade, Ye Xiaoqi, who was in retreat and cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes, and an extremely violent momentum surged out of his body, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

As soon as he stood up, his right hand stretched forward, and the Xuantie heavy sword hanging on the wall suddenly flew into his hand with a 'choking' sound, Ye Xiaoqi's body shook slightly, and the person appeared outside the cave.

Ye Xiaoqi just came out. A few figures came in front of him, one of them was a beautiful woman dressed in white, looking at Ye Xiaoqi with kind eyes and slowly speaking: "Xiao Qi is going to go on the expedition again?"

"Yes, don't worry, I will definitely be careful!" Ye Xiaoqi replied crisply, but looked at the woman in white with a firm expression on her face.

"You kid, you're still afraid of me nagging when you're so old, your master is just an apprentice like you, if he comes back in the future, he knows that his precious apprentice is gone. That must be very sad!" the woman who spoke was Mimile. She looked at Ye Xiaoqi lovingly, stepped forward slightly, and gently stroked his handsome cheek with her jade hand.

Ye Xiaoqi closed his eyes slightly, revealing an extremely satisfied look. It seems to be enjoying that love. Since he was a child, he has lost his parents. I especially cherish the care of my loved ones.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Xiaoqi slowly opened his eyes: "Don't worry, Master, I didn't wait for Master to come back." Xiao Qi won't die so easily!"

Mi Mi Erdai frowned, she didn't seem to be satisfied with Ye Xiaoqi's words, and said a little angrily: "What is not dead, don't say it in the future!"

"Got it!" Ye Xiaoqi replied respectfully, glanced at Mi Mi'er deeply, and let her walk towards the bottom of the Heavenly Sword Blade Mountain, and shouted at the same time: "Clear Wind and Bright Moon!"

As soon as his words fell, suddenly several black shadows rushed out of the surroundings, followed behind Ye Xiaoqi without making any sound, and slowly walked towards the main peak.

............

A few hours later, a huge crimson warship crossed the sky, and it let out a faint low roar, like an angry roc warning the enemy not to approach.

The appearance of this boat resembles a giant flame bird with its wings outstretched and soaring high in the sky, which is particularly hideous.

On this Dapeng battle boat, there stood most of the high-level disciples of the Xuanqing Sect, there were as many as a thousand people, they were all the elites of the Xuanqing Sect, they stood silently at the front of the flying boat, their eyes were full of murderous staring ahead, and a fierce momentum soared into the sky, looking like they were at home.

These thousand people are the reinforcements sent by the Xuanqing Sect to the battlefield to fight against the millions of heroes of the Demon Clan, which sounds a little incredible, but they have slaughtered all sides in the war with the Demon Clan with the strength of thousands of people over the years, and they have already fought several miraculous victories in the Xuandong Continent.

These thousand people are the dead soldiers of Xuanqing Sect, they are good at the art of totalization, they can attack and defend indestructible, the tacit understanding between each other, anyone who sees it will be amazed, ordinary demon servants only have the share of slaughter when they encounter them, which is why Xuanqing Sect is not many in number, and it can still stand on the Xuandong Continent.

The three elders of the Xuanqing Sect stared at each other consistently, and a trace of pride flashed in the eyes of this group of disciples who regarded death as home.

Although the number of Xuanqing Sect is small, we are united.

Although the Xuanqing Sect does not have a God Transformation Stage Ancestor, we have a unique elite in the entire Xuandong Continent.

Over the years, the Xuanqing Sect has been almost destroyed many times, and if it weren't for the great elder's erudition, it would be impossible to gather this group of dead soldiers. If it weren't for the unity of the Xuanqing Sect, there would never be such a trump card.

The only three remaining Yuan Infant Elders of the Xuanqing Sect today couldn't help but sigh in their hearts as they looked at the disciples in front of them.

The fourth elder lieutenant Yinghan!

Five Elder Lu Guhuai!

There is also a perennial retreat, the most mysterious Great Elder, Chu Lingtian!

Even when Cheng Qian was in Xuanqing Sect, he had never seen this Great Elder.

If you look at Chu Lingtian carefully, you can find that he has an indescribable momentum, which seems to be quite a high cultivation, but it will also make people feel that this person has no cultivation, and every qiē is so ordinary.

"You are the strongest backing of the Xuanqing Sect, without you, there would be no Xuanqing Sect today, I am afraid it has already become history, you are the pride of the Xuanqing Sect, and you Chu are infinitely proud!"

Chu Lingtian looked at the group of young sons and daughters, and said with some sadness: "Xuandong is now called the king of the demon clan, and the immortal cultivation world has put down all the infighting and fought against the demon tribulation together, which makes me even more gratified." Now it may be the last battle for our Xuandong, and we will wipe out all the demons!"

"According to reliable sources, the demon clan has made a bloody investment this time, and all the demons have been used to attack our Yunzhou, and now there are a few Xuandong monks left, we can't be afraid, and we will protect our homeland to the death!"

"You were born in Xuandong and died in Xuandong, which may be the final destination, but although we know that this war will be lost, we will never bow to any outsiders. This is the glory of Xuandong, this is a belief, as long as there is one person in our Xuanqing Sect, we must also use our flesh and blood to block the footsteps of the invaders!"

Chu Lingtian's words seemed to have a kind of temptation, which made everyone present become excited, they all grew up under the ravages of the demon race, and understood what kind of race the demon race was, when they had not yet cultivated immortals, their relatives were humiliated and tortured by the demon race. This hatred is the common denominator of the entire Xuandong today.

"Swear to protect Xuandong to the death!"

"Let the demons know about us. It's not a humble ant!"

"We have Xuandong. We have our own way!"

"Those heroic souls of Xuandong will also fight with us!"

Luo Bingyan, who had never spoken, had blood-red eyes at the moment, although the injuries on her body had not healed. But she still couldn't hide her hatred. Although her cultivation is not high. But we also have to build momentum for the Xuandong Continent!

"Xuandong is immortal, Xuandong is glorious!"

"Xuandong is immortal, Xuandong is glorious!"

All the monks on the warship for a time. The blood was excited, and the momentum was like a sharp sword soaring into the sky, and the sound spread thousands of miles away.

At this moment, it seems that every Qiqi of Xuandong seems to be proud of them, and every inch of land in the Xuandong Continent of the earth and mountain peaks seems to be able to hear their hearts.

At this moment, on the battlefield of Yunzhou, the army of the demon clan has already fought with the army of Xuandong monks.

Led by the Jade Void Sect, they integrated all the remnants of the Xuandong monks and established the Xuandong Alliance, which numbered more than 800,000.

Originally, there were more immortal cultivators in Xuandong, but for hundreds of years, the Xuandong Continent has been in war repeatedly, and the battle with the Wu Clan has been greatly damaged, and the battle with the Demon Clan, the sacrifice of Xuandong monks is as many as two million, and now this is the last remnant of the human race.

But in the face of the millions of heroes of the demon clan today, none of them flinched, everyone rushed to the forefront, and did not let go of any demon clan.

The entire battlefield was extremely enthusiastic, and a large number of formation mages rushed to the front of the army, arranging the formation at the fastest speed, and then a large number of immortal cultivators crossed the formation and went straight to the heart of the demon army, making the people of the demon clan busy for a while.

Although Xuandong's immortal cultivators are strong, there are still a large number of immortal cultivators who have fallen, and some inexperienced array mages have not yet completed the formation, and they have been bombarded into slag by the demons who have rushed up.

The high-level immortal cultivators of the Xuandong Continent, looking at this scene, their hearts ached and tricky, for now, the formation mage is the key to this war, because the demon clan has a large war magic weapon, and the Xuandong monk does not have it, so he can only let the formation mage risk death to set up a formation to resist, so that he can deal with the demon race.

"We can't continue to watch, I'm going to make a move!" Kunlunzi, who was commanding the army of immortal cultivators, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he was very anxious as he watched the monks fall one by one.

"No, the Demon Venerable of the Demon Clan hasn't moved yet, you can't move!" Yu Xuzi hurriedly grabbed him, and said with a hint of anxiety in his expression.

"Let me watch them die, I can't do it, although we only have five gods, but we won't be afraid of death, even if it is not as good as the number of demons, we have the determination to die, it's a big deal to blow up the primordial infant and die with them, and before dying, we have to pull two demon venerables on their backs!"

Kunlunzi shook his sleeves and broke free of Yu Xuzi, his whole body was full of spirits, and he was about to fly forward, when a golden light suddenly flashed in front of him, and a golden figure appeared with a strong aura.

"There is no one in Xuandong now, you still have to stay and command the army, let me go!" As soon as this person appeared, his right arm shook violently, and a golden spear appeared in his hand, exuding a heroic aura.

"Brother Dongfang, you are now the highest cultivator of the Xuandong Continent, you have to stay at the end, I can't let you charge into battle!" Kunlun Zi was stunned when he saw this, and then hurriedly spoke.

"Needless to say, since I apprenticed to the immortals, I have guarded Xuandong's gate of the underworld to protect Xuandong from being violated by the powerful ghosts of the underworld. My Golden Gun has lived in seclusion in Shenlongjian for generations, and I have never appeared in the world of cultivating immortals, but I am also a monk of Xuandong, since there is a foreign invasion, I will defend it to the death, and not let the alien race have any chance. This is the ancestral teaching, and it is also my avenue!"

This person is Dongfang Changao, a monk of the Transformation Period who lives in seclusion in Shenlongjian, he turned his back to the ancestors of the Xuandong Immortal Cultivators, and said lonely and arrogantly: "My avenue is, guard!"

Kunlun Zi and Yu Xuzi were stunned for a moment, and before they came back to their senses, Dongfang Changao's golden spear shook in his hand, and the whole person turned into a golden meteor, and rushed straight into the center of the demon army.

"Break the magic golden gun, protect eternity!"

With a loud shout, the golden gun in Dongfang Changao's hand suddenly came out of his hand, and under a shaking, it turned into tens of thousands of golden mangs, and the surrounding heaven and earth vitality poured into the golden mangs frantically at this moment, and the large attacking demons were stunned, but when they came back to their senses, they could only hear a loud bang in their ears, and a large number of demon venerables completely turned into a trace of golden ashes.

The attack speed of those golden mangs was extremely fast, and the demon venerable of the demon clan did not catch it, one moment it was still above the void, and the next moment tens of thousands of demons in a radius were all turned into ashes.

"This is ......" A red-eyed demon venerable looked at this scene dumbfounded, because the scene of the generals turning into ashes was really weird, and the tens of thousands of golden rays were still suspended in mid-air at the moment, and they didn't know where this attack came from.

In a few moments, under the gaze of everyone, the tens of thousands of golden rays gradually turned into illusion, and finally disappeared in a flash.

"Afterimage!"

The Yuanji Holy Ancestor, who was in the center of the demon army, suddenly shrank his pupils at this moment, reminding him of a very terrifying thing, and his eyes were full of jealousy.

"It's ...... Dao Technique!" the Yuan Extreme Saint Ancestor's lips trembled slightly, and he muttered. (To be continued......)