"Go down first, and find a room for yourself." Jing Yuetao waved her hand at Yan Mengyu, who left in response.

Mo Qingjun smiled: "I really didn't expect you to solve those people so easily, I thought it was ......"

"Thought I'd do it?" Jing Yuetao asked rhetorically.

"Hmm."

"Deterrence by force, convincing people with reason."

"Not bad."

Facing Mo Qingjun's praise, Jing Yuetao showed a charming smile.

Then, she remembered something that had been forgotten in the corner of her memory, "By the way, do you remember that someone tore my codex before?" ”

"Remember, what's wrong?"

"Now that you have mastered the law of time, can you go back in time and help me see who tore up my codex."

"Okay, I'll go to the Instrument Dao Pavilion." Mo Qingjun said that, then got up and went to the Instrument Dao Pavilion.

A quarter of an hour later, he returned, with a strange expression on his face.

Jing Yuetao didn't think much about it and asked, "Do you know who it is?" ”

"Well...... Mo Qingjun thought for a while, and then planned to tell the truth, "It's Fu Yao." ”

"What? Fu Yao? Senior Brother Fu? ”

Jing Yuetao's face was full of shock.

She couldn't have imagined that the person who tore her codex turned out to be Fu Yao.

Fu Yao has always been very good to her.

How could he do such a thing?

That's impossible!

Seeing that she was so surprised, and there was obvious disbelief in her eyes, Mo Qingjun said: "If you don't believe it, you can go to other people and ask, besides me, there are so many people who have also mastered the law of time." ”

Jing Yuetao didn't say anything.

When it came to this, how could she not believe it, but it was difficult to accept it for a while.

Why?

Why did Fu Yao do that kind of thing?

She asked herself if she had offended him, and she regarded him as the best person for herself.

It's ridiculous!

Mo Qingjun comforted: "Knowing people and knowing faces but not knowing hearts, don't be too sad." ”

"I know." Jing Yuetao let out a long breath and dispelled Fu Yao's figure in her mind.

She still owes Fu Yao a hundred lower grade spirit stones, and she has time to ask him for clarification.

Now Fu Yao should still be refining the weapon in the Dao Pavilion, she doesn't want to make a fuss too ugly, and she doesn't want to waste time on him.

Happy days are always short-lived, and five days later, Jing Yuetao entered the Thunder Valley refining weapon again, and this time she planned to refine a set of cooking spirit weapons for Mo Qingjun.

Xuantian faction, Yun Luoqing's residence.

"Big brother, my master is in!" Bai Yan jumped up and down excitedly, "Our plan can finally begin!" ”

Yun Luoqing smiled indifferently, "In the past few days, you stay at the exit of Thunder Valley, and I can come for the rest." ”

With that, he turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared.

Bai Yan hurriedly followed the instructions and guarded the exit of Thunder Valley.

Three days later, it was near noon.

The Purple Thunder Gate is coming.

The disciple guarding the mountain gate immediately informed the head of the house, "The head of the house, the big thing is not good!" The people of the Purple Thunder Gate are attacking! There are at least 5,000 of them, all of them elite! ”

Xu Yongyuan immediately released his divine sense to check the situation, and it was indeed no different from what the disciple said, so he ordered:

"Immediately open the mountain protection array and ring the bell three times! Fast! ”

After the order, he couldn't help but sigh, worried, and uneasy.

The Purple Thunder Gate came so suddenly, and the spies he stayed in the Purple Thunder Gate didn't come with any news at all, which made him notice a hint of something unusual.

Moreover, can there be five thousand elites in the Purple Thunder Gate?

The Xuantian Sect has 10,000 disciples, but there are only 5,000 disciples in the Jindan stage and above who can really be used to fight, and only 4,000 are left after removing those who have descended the mountain.

The Purple Thunder Sect and the Xuantian Sect are both third-rate sects, and they are slightly inferior, how can their elite have five thousand people!

However, for now, the battle comes first, and the others are put aside.

It didn't take long for the Mountain Protection Array to open, and at the same time, three bells rang throughout the Xuantian Sect.

"Bell—"

"Bell—"

"Bell—"

The Mountain Protector Demon Beast Bai Yan, all the elders, and the disciples of the Jindan stage and above gathered at the main peak square for the first time.

There were 4,262 disciples and 21 elders.

This does not include a series of elders and disciples who are not good at fighting, such as the elders and refiners who guard the forbidden land, and the alchemists.

Xu Yongyuan stood in front of him, his face full of majesty, and said in a loud voice:

"The Purple Thunder Sect is coming, all the disciples obey the order! The reunification of this battle was commanded by Qi Xuanhe, the deputy head, assisted by Mo Qingjun, Mu Yuncheng, Hong Yuan, Qiu Cunyi, and Hua Chuxue, and the rest of the elders were improvised, and everyone worked together to resist foreign enemies! ”

The disciples said in a loud voice, in unison: "Yes! ”

The named elders came out of the queue and followed Qi Xuanhe, but Mo Qingjun was missing.

Seeing this, Xu Yongyuan immediately asked, "What about Mo Qingjun?" Who have you seen? ”

The audience was silent, and no one responded.

Time was pressing, Xu Yongyuan gave up directly, and said eagerly: "Shen Yuli will replace Mo Qingjun!" ”

Shen Yuli walked over to Qi Xuanhe.

Qi Xuanhe's appearance is a middle-aged man, wheat-colored skin, a tall figure, a resolute face, and dressed in the blue clothes of a sect elder.

"Chirp—"

At this time, Qingxuan, who was above his head, landed in the square and leaned over to wait.

"Everyone, take up your weapons and follow me!"

Qi Xuanhe took the lead in taking out the flying sword from the storage ring and jumped onto Qing Xuan's back, with four thousand disciples following behind him.

Qing Xuan flapped his wings and flew towards the disciples of the Purple Thunder Sect outside the big array.

Facing the crowd of the Purple Thunder Sect and the sword was in the air, the disciples of the Xuantian Sect also found that the number of opponents was much larger than they had imagined, and they all looked solemn and nervously clenched the spiritual weapon in their hands.

"Hahaha...... Today, my Purple Thunder Sect is bound to destroy your Xuantian Sect! No more nonsense, disciples, come on! ”

The Purple Thunder Sect was menacing, and it was led by the head of the sect himself, after he finished speaking, without waiting for the people of the Xuantian Sect to react, his disciples rushed over.

Qi Xuanhe didn't say much, and ordered in time:

"Kill!"

As soon as the words fell, the two sides fought together, the elders fought against the elders, and the disciples looked for opponents of equal strength, and the fierce battle reached a fever pitch in an instant.

Xu Yongyuan wanted to observe for a while before acting, but seeing that the people of the Purple Thunder Gate were so sparing no effort, it was really strange in his heart, and he couldn't help but fly into the sky.

He confronted the head of the Purple Thunder Sect from afar, his face was extremely ugly, "Yin Tianqiu, what do you mean?" ”

"What do you mean?" Yin Tianqiu was a middle-aged man with a white face, and he laughed arrogantly and said:

"Hahaha...... Don't you understand what Lao Tzu said? Lao Tzu is going to destroy your Xuantian Sect! ”

As he spoke, he raised the sword in his hand and rushed towards Xu Yongyuan, Xu Yongyuan had to raise his sword to resist, and the two sides quickly became entangled together.

As soon as Yin Tianqiu came up, he used a unique stunt - Thunder Eight Styles.

Although there are only eight types of this technique, it is extremely fast, and the black clouds in the sky are overwhelming, leading thunder into the sword move.

Xu Yongyuan had no choice but to use his own trick to press the bottom of the box, the Clear Light Sword Technique.

This is the sword move of the Xuantian faction, a total of ninefold, the sword is dexterous, the move is atmospheric, and the awe-inspiring righteousness lasts forever.

He only practiced to the seventh level, which was on a par with Yin Tianqiu, and no one could help anyone.

In order not to implicate the surrounding disciples, the two had a tacit understanding and flew into the air together and fought together.

The black clouds and mist in the air were surging, the coercion was emanating, which was extremely depressing, and the Dao Dao thunder light was introduced into the Yin Tian Qiu Sword Move, and the wind and clouds surged, and the momentum was huge.

Xu Yongyuan is a fire attribute spirit root, and his body is flashing with a red-golden light, dazzling and abnormal, like a bright light in the gloom, never extinguished.

The moves of the two of them collided with each other with the sound of breaking through the air, and the flames flew everywhere.

Looking at the war-like Yin Tianqiu, Xu Yongyuan was even more puzzled.

Strange, weird.

"Are you crazy? I thought that with this little bit of people I could destroy my Xuantian Sect! What a dream! Xu Yongyuan was puzzled.

"Then keep your eyes open and see clearly!" Yin Tianqiu used ten percent of his strength as he spoke, attacking him.

Seeing this, Xu Yongyuan stopped talking and concentrated on the battle.

Within the Great Array, the remaining sixteen elders were also deeply surprised to watch the battle outside.

"What's wrong with the people of the Purple Thunder Gate, why did they suddenly attack? This has never been the case in so many years. ”

"If nothing else, relying on these people alone is not enough to break through the Great Array, how can they destroy the Xuantian Sect?"

"Is it a temptation?"

They were talking about the battle, and they remembered Mo Qingjun who had not come.

"You say, why didn't the senior brother come?"

"I don't know, there may be something delayed."

"Why don't we go and have a look?"

"I'd like to see it too."

"No need, Senior Brother will definitely come in a while."

"Makes sense, let's wait!"

The people who wanted to find Mo Qingjun were the four people who had a good relationship with him before.

Before the promotion ceremony to elders, they were Mo Qingjun's junior brothers and sisters, and they were taken care of by him, and after becoming elders, the seven elders were a small group headed by Mo Qingjun.

Now that Mo Qingjun has not arrived, maybe he is in trouble.

They know Mo Qingjun very well, and when life and death are at stake, unless he has something, he will not be absent.

However, they believed that after dealing with the matter, Mo Qingjun would come.

……

Baoqi Peak, before the three bells ring.

Yan Xiaoru cultivated in bed, and the courtyard where she lived was newly built, so it was naturally not as dilapidated as Jing Yuetao's previous residence.

However, like Jing Yuetao, she also lives with other female cultivators, but the number of people is much less, and there are seven people living in one courtyard.

She was cultivating, and a beautiful male voice suddenly sounded in her mind, but it was too indifferent and sounded unwarm.

"Come out."

In just two words, she followed the order and walked out of the courtyard as if she had been enchanted.

She walked farther and farther along a secluded path until she reached the top of the mountain.

At the top of the mountain, a man in a gorgeous green coat stood with his back to her, holding his hands.

The morning sun sprinkled on him, as if coated with a layer of golden light, and it looked sacred and undesecrated.

There is no doubt that Yan Xiaoru does not know him.

Soon, the man turned to look at her, and he had a flawless countenance that could easily bring people down.

"Who are you?" Yan Xiaoru asked cautiously.

The corners of Yun Luoqing's lips raised a good-looking arc, and she walked towards her against the light, her face was shrouded in a layer of shadows, and she looked a little cold.

Yan Xiaoru wanted to escape, but she couldn't take a step.

Yun Luoqing walked normally, however, the distance between the two shortened in the blink of an eye, leaving behind him an afterimage of his Dao.

"Look me in the eye."

Yun Luoqing stood in front of her, and the words without warmth sounded again.

Yan Xiao looked at his eyes subconsciously, only to see that his eyes, which were originally dark and normal, turned into cyan vertical pupils in an instant, which was terrifying.