The number of Taoist priests kneeling on the ground increased unconsciously.

The old way of the leader has also changed.

With white hair and white beard, he looks like the white-bearded old man Wang Yue imagined.

They knelt respectfully in the mountain gate, without saying a word, with sad expressions on their faces.

This expression, as if he had died to watch the Lord, was completely inconsistent with the majestic aura emitted by the mountain gate.

The fallen angel was unaffected by the majesty, and when the sound stopped, he smiled disdainfully.

"A wisp of remnant soul obsession, dare to be so arrogant, joke!"

As he spoke, his eyes flashed red, and a red glow headed towards the mountain gate.

Rumble!

White light emerges.

A faint human figure floated out of the mountain gate, and with a slight wave of his hand, he intercepted the red mang.

The human figure is suspended in the air, dressed in a brocade robe, shrouded in a faint golden light, as if a god has descended to earth.

Seeing this phantom, he knelt down and shouted for the leader.

"The patriarch is above, and the disciples of Qingcheng are not good at learning, and they are ashamed to insult the prestige of the patriarch."

The rest of the Taoist priests also touched the ground with their heads.

"The ancestor is above, Qingcheng..."

For a time, the voice of grief was loud.

Wang Yue and Kejin finally understood.

This is the ancestor of Qingcheng Mountain, and it is a divine thought.

To put it bluntly, it is a talisman of Qingcheng Mountain.

In times of crisis, you can resist one or two, and even the thoughts are gone.

The voice of majesty rises again.

"The disciples of Qingcheng listened to the order, and the remnant soul sat silently, but there was no concern for the future, and the rest of his life was born... Only by striving for self-improvement can the city be cleared! ”

"Get the order, follow the teachings of the ancestors!"

"Ordered, obeyed..."

The voice of the mountain shouted three times in a row, and all the Taoist priests had serious faces and made the most solemn answer!

"Idiot, you still want to be happy, go dream."

The fallen angel couldn't stand it anymore.

Don't give any sense of existence, when he's a fake demon god!

"Shadow of Torment!"

The black light rose sharply, and the phantom behind the fallen angel became more and more shiny, as if it was about to be condensed.

The next moment, the delicate phantom moved, heading towards the Qingcheng Patriarch in the air.

Rumble!

One hit and hit.

The Qingcheng Patriarch did not dodge either, and let the angel phantom collide.

Bang!

The angels dispersed, turning into countless black gases, enveloping the Qingcheng Patriarch in it.

Kkin stopped breathing and looked nervously at the sky.

"Brother Hua, will the Qingcheng Patriarch lose?"

Wang Yue shook his head with a gloomy face.

The four-winged angel is at least double S-level, and the ancestor of Qingcheng is just a wisp of remnant soul, and it is impossible to beat the fallen angel.

Maybe he did something wrong and shouldn't have borrowed the power of Qingcheng Mountain.

Such a heroic soul should not be disturbed, and should be buried in Qingcheng Mountain for a long time, and continue to be the soul pillar of Qingcheng Temple.

But think about it the other way around.

Guarding the door for thousands of years, how boring.

No matter how you say it, she is also a thinking soul, but she lives like a mountain stone, and she is as lonely as snow.

"Ready to go!"

Wang Yue didn't reply, and immediately watched the battle situation with a word of advice.

It's time to act, and you have to get rid of the fallen angels.

Kjin's heart moved.

Let's go? Want revenge?

Seeing Wang Yue's gaze, he couldn't help but be discouraged.

Brother Hua has something to do, and the target is obviously the big boss.

He looked at Delusion and Zhao Defu with resentment.

At this glance, he was annoyed.

Nima, while no one was paying attention, the two of them were quietly retreating.

In just a moment, he had retreated behind the Taoist priests.

"Kjin, get out of here, there's danger."

The arm was suddenly grabbed by someone, and Kejin saw that it was an acquaintance.

6 groups of Zhao Quan's subordinates, Lu Feng with instruments on his back, it turned out that Lu Feng was actually from Qingcheng Mountain.

The east is not bright, the west is bright, and Kejin is happy.

Although Wang Yue was not available, there were acquaintances, so he couldn't let the two run away.

He said hurriedly.

"Brother Feng, those two are big bad seeds, and they did what Shui Yunguan did!"

Lu Feng didn't answer, but looked at the sky, and his face also flashed with alternating light and dark.

Kejin was in a trance.

Looking up, I saw the Qingcheng Patriarch reappearing.

It was as if he was expanding the golden ball of light, pulling away the black qi little by little.

The alternation of golden light and black gas makes the surrounding environment light and dark.

And the entire mountain gate boulder is also shaking violently.

"Don't waste your efforts, the shadow of torture is not something that you can resist as a remnant soul, as long as your soul power is exhausted, Qingcheng Mountain can be destroyed with a snap of your fingers..."

The Fallen Angel sneered while increasing the output of black gas.

He saw the reality of the ancestor of Qingcheng.

To put it bluntly, it's just a bloodless Zhong Kui, I just want to blow him up.

Bang!

A golden arm stretched out from the black air, and then a sigh.

"Always wipe diligently, don't let there be dust."

The golden arm Yaoyao beckoned, and the shaking of the mountain gate was violent again.

There was a loud bang, and the entire mountain gate exploded.

Ten thousand catties of boulders were blown away, and at the mountain gate, a violent white light rose, illuminating the entire Qingcheng Mountain.

A sun-like ball of light rises.

In the middle of the aura, a whisk of dust seemed to be summoned by something, and it danced gently.

"Sleep, lie down, find, find, look at the artifact, clean the world!"

Lu Feng stammered, staring at the dust without blinking, it was quite excited.

The murmuring continued, and not only him, but all the Taoist priests were extremely excited.

The old man led by him was even more teary-eyed.

Obviously, this thing is too important to Qingcheng Mountain.

The dust slowly turned, and then swished, flying into the outstretched arm of the Qingcheng Ancestor.

In just a moment, the black qi that entangled the ancestor of Qingcheng was loosened.

Then, as if it had met a nemesis, the black gas turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye, and dispersed like a mist of water.

Purified?

It's a bit outrageous!

Everyone present was stunned.

Then came the great joy.

It is worthy of being an artifact, and this power seems to have a fight with the sword of the flower on the other side.

The change came too quickly, and the fallen angel hadn't reacted yet.

See the artifact again!

Taking advantage of the absence of the flowers on the other side, I was just about to steal a tower, but the defense towers all had artifacts, how could I fight?

Huaguo is so evil here, have all the artifacts begun to rot on the streets?

At that moment, two voices rang out.

"Help, there is a mountain gate..."

"Damn, don't you come here..."

"The other side of the flower, you can't die well~"

The voice is very abrupt and loud, and it contains endless hatred.

It is delusion and Zhao Defu.

All kinds of light on their bodies were swirling, obviously bursting with the potential of life, but a huge shadow had already shrouded the two of them.

It is the mountain gate of the collapse.

The master couldn't help the bricks, although the two of them were also high-level evil cultivators, they couldn't stop the 10,000-jin mountain gate that fell from a high altitude.

Rumble!

After the loud bang, there was no sound.

But those who saw it were blinded.

In their eyes, the mountain gate that collapsed fell to the ground, but by coincidence, two people were killed!

The corners of the three veterans' mouths twitched.

How could it be so coincidental that they all retreated hundreds of meters, and this could be smashed?

Inexplicably, the conscience is a little disturbed!

This is the patriarch's pot.

Even if it's more real and can't see it, you can't ask the ancestor for an explanation!

Not only them, but the golden light of the Qingcheng Ancestor who got out of trouble flashed, as if the light bulb was in poor contact.

"Did I really kill me? But why do they hate the other side of the flower? ”

Obviously, the ancestor will not either.

The two of them ignored him, the enemy, and insisted on swearing a ghost oath and curse, what did the other side flower do that hurt the heavens and reason?

Hearing the ancestor's muttering, a group of Taoist priests suddenly woke up.

They all get it.

Before he died, he hated the other side flower so much, it must be on the watchlist.

Then there is no burden on the mind.

It's not an innocent passerby, it's a big bad seed.

The pot is not the ancestor's, but the other side is spent in the Ka people!

The leader of the old road hurriedly explained.

"Ancestor, it's the flower on the other side, a mage who relies on unsolvable attention to the Karma people, and the angel in front of him has been killed by him once~"

"Woooooo

A cry suddenly rang out, attracting everyone's attention again.

It's gram gold!

The great revenge was avenged, and he came from sorrow, kneeling on the ground and crying!

Kin cries for a reason, with emotions, and justifiably.

But everyone's eyes fell on Wang Yue's body, focusing on the sword in his hand.

Wang Yue resents it, don't want it.

The fallen angel was attracted by the dust of the ancestor of Qingcheng, which was a godsend.

He took out the evil sword, and was about to touch it quietly, when a sword clicked the fallen angel, and then guarded the corpse.

But this voice is so sudden.

Facing everyone's gaze, especially the Fallen Angel's wide eyes, he sneered.

"Familiar, Taobao version of the other side of the flower artifact, pollution-free plastic products, 9 yuan a handful, don't believe me I'll show you~"