Roar!

The Plague Demon King once again appeared as the three-eyed toad's true figure, roared angrily, and swallowed the main dragon of the Green Dragon Gate in one gulp. The latter's laughter still echoed in the air, but the people were gone.

"The taste of a generation of Qinglongmen masters is really not ordinary, hahaha!"

The Plague Demon King laughed, and his mountain-like body suddenly crashed into more than a dozen stone tablets and rushed out, which had been firmly suppressed for millions of years, and finally came out of the predicament.

"Be careful!"

Ye Chuan waved the iron-blooded banner in his hand, and his body jumped high, hanging on the stone wall like a bat.

Lady Qinglong and Nan Tiandu and others did the same, and they all gave way.

The Lord of the Blue Dragon Gate, Long Fei, was already so difficult to deal with, not to mention the Plague Demon King of the Half-Saint Realm, who couldn't be stopped. Fortunately, the Plague Demon King was very excited after he got out of trouble, and he was in a hurry to return to the vast world outside without a fight, and rushed out of the cave with a long roar. The prohibition and poisonous powder outside the cave made Long Fei, the master of the Qinglong Gate, suffer a big loss without defense, but he couldn't stop this peerless demon from the outer world.

In the darkness, a muffled sound was heard.

Han Lao couldn't hold it anymore and fell off the stone wall. He had no body temperature, no heartbeat, and a different physique, but his vitality was greatly damaged after losing an arm. As soon as the Plague Demon King left, he really couldn't hold it anymore, and Qinglong Lady Murong Feihu hurriedly stepped forward to bandage his wounds. The old demon of Yinshan, Nantiandu and the real person of the green snake walked around, quickly cleaning the battlefield, in addition to the Qinglong Yanyue knife of the Qinglong Gate Lord Long Fei, they also found a booklet, and the cover was written with the four ancient characters of 'Qinglong Treasure Book', it seems that it fell from the arms of the Qinglongmen Lord Long Fei during the fierce battle.

These two things are from Qinglongmen. Now, the master of the Qinglong Gate, Long Fei, is dead, and it is the turn of the Qinglong Lady Murong Feihu to take power, Ye Chuan shook his head, glanced at the old demon of Yinshan, and motioned for him to send it over to the Qinglong Lady.

Mrs. Qinglong took the Qinglong Treasure Book, and with some reluctance, she groped for the four big characters on the cover, and then set it on fire.

"Madam, ...... you" Ye Chuan was a little surprised.

"This is an evil forbidden exercise, harming others and not benefiting oneself, even if it is powerful, don't do it, lest there be a big traitor like Long Fei in the future of the Qinglong Gate, as for this Qinglong Glaive Knife...... "Qinglong Lady Murong Feihu raised the long knife and waved it a few times, and walked in front of Ye Chuan, "Ye Gongzi, the ancients said that flowers are given to beauties, and swords are given to heroes, and this Qinglong Glaive Knife is given to you." ”

"Madame......"

Han Lao and the green snake real person screamed in surprise and were taken aback.

The Qinglong Glaive Knife is not just a treasure, it is also a big killing weapon that suppresses the luck of the sect, and it is not easy to get it in your hand, how can it be given to an outsider?

"Ma'am, you'd better take it back. ”

Ye Chuan shook his head and politely declined the gift of Murong Feihu, the Lady of the Green Dragon, "Legend, this is a big killer to suppress your Qinglong Sect's luck, who can afford such a big gift?"

Although the Qinglong Glaive Knife was powerful, Ye Chuan already had an iron-blooded banner that was not inferior, and he really didn't have much interest in this big sword.

"Ye Gongzi, don't you accept all the generous gifts?"

Qinglong Lady Murong Feihu bowed slightly, looked up at Ye Chuan, revealing a white and slender neck and a touch of snow white on his chest, and said softly: "Legends are just legends, the Qinglong Yanyue Knife has been lost for so many years, isn't the sect okay?" Now, although Long Fei is dead, his henchmen and minions are still there, and the slave family alone cannot deter and eradicate them. Ye Gongzi, if you don't have anything urgent, just continue to live in Qinglongmen for a few days, just do the slave family another favor, and also give the slave family a chance to entertain you well and thank you for your help, how about it?"

Lady Qinglong's eyes were like water, and her face was a little flushed.

Although Long Fei, the master of the Qinglong Sect, is dead, but in the sect, there are still many minions and henchmen, and the Qinglong Lady Murong Feihu is now weak, and he has just lost a group of masters, so Ye Chuan's help is naturally indispensable to control the scene. It's useless to keep the Qinglong Glaive, it's better to give it to Ye Chuan, of course, there is a bigger gift, that is......

Qinglong Lady Murong Feihu didn't say it directly, but Ye Chuan understood, and last night's madness came to mind.

"It's okay, then let's stay for a few more days, it just so happens that I also have an old man still in Qinglongmen, it's time to meet him." Ye Chuan nodded, and turned his hand to give the Qinglong Glaive to Nantiandu, and a twisted and hideous face appeared in his mind.

Li Guanghan, that guy, was embarrassed several times, and he didn't give up after the failure of the last attack on the Cloud Mist Sect, and ran to the Qinglong Gate to make waves. This time, he will not be allowed to leave the aftermath at ease.

"Okay, let's go, go back to Qinglongmen immediately!"

Lady Qinglong ordered, turned around and left.

Now, while the news of the death of Long Fei, the master of the Green Dragon Sect, has not spread, it is time to seize the power of the sect and eradicate Long Fei's minions. It's too late, and maybe there will be some other accidents again.

After hastily cleaning up the battlefield, the group left in a hurry, and after walking out of the cave, Nantian du's wielding the Qinglong Glaive Knife and slashing it hard, the demon cave collapsed, and the grotto inside was buried under the ground forever.

When they came, the speed of the group was very fast, but Long Fei, the master of the Qinglong Gate who was afraid of the carriage, did not dare to run wildly, and his speed was somewhat restrained. When I went back, I had no scruples and went all out one by one. Lady Qinglong, Murong Feihu and the others stepped on the flying sword and flew in the air, only Nantian was on the ground and Ye Chuan pulled their legs and ran wildly, not only did the speed not fall behind, but also rushed in front of the flying sword in turn, which made the Lady Qinglong and the others stunned.

In the early hours of the morning, the Qinglongmen, which was crowded with people during the day, quieted down.

The disciples either fell asleep or cultivated behind closed doors, and the huge sect was quiet and there was nothing unusual. For most people, there is no way to know the whereabouts of the master of the gate, Long Fei, let alone that he has died. However, there is one person who is an exception.

In the Qinglong Courtyard near the Qinglong Palace, a courtyard specially designed to entertain distinguished guests in the Qinglong Gate, a study inside was still lit with an oil lamp at this time.

Under the oil lamp, a young man in a mask sat at a desk, holding a brush in his hand, and the servants had already sharpened the ink, as if they were going to copy some kind of calligraphy or write a letter, but the young man was slow to put pen to paper. I was upset and irritable, I didn't know what to write, and after a long time, I snapped my fingers and broke the pen shaft.

"Your Highness, the hour is not early, let's rest first. A guard stepped forward.

"Rest, I'm going to leave for the Cloud Mist Sect tomorrow to assassinate Ye Chuan's kid, but the door master Long Fei hasn't come back yet, how can I rest?"

Li Guanghan was upset and irritable, stood up and walked around the study, and after walking a few times, he suddenly sat back at the desk, picked up a pen again, and wrote a lot of the words 'Ye Chuan' on the white paper, and then the strokes were like ticks and crosses.

Tonight, for some reason, he had a very bad premonition, and he always felt as if something big was going to happen. Thinking of Ye Chuan, who was getting stronger and stronger, he was even more uneasy in his heart, and he gritted his teeth with hatred.