"Boom ......"

There was a sudden buzz in the sky, no one did it, and thunder thundered out of thin air, which was a warning to those who practiced the plague, and the plague was an existence that even the heavens had to be vigilant about.

Lu Chen was taken aback, this thunder seemed to sound in his heart, making people feel empowered, the old man looked up, the plague practitioner, the sky is disgusted, only after reading the ancestor's "The True Solution of the Plague in Many Seconds" can you barely understand the consciousness of this sentence.

But if this method is not worked, the Lu family may not be able to escape, the old man sighed lightly, a little blood in his hand dripped into the cigarette box, and then shouted to the sky: "I am the descendant of the Lu family, the ancestors of this generation are plagued, and heaven and earth will learn from it." ”

The ancestor Lu Yue is known as the Emperor of the Plague, this is not a self-proclaim, but the heaven and earth recognize his identity as a plague holder, the ancestor has fallen, and the descendants inherit it, which is justified.

The old man's words fell, and the thunder in the sky stopped, as if he had acquiesced to something.

The two middle-aged Taoist priests glanced at each other, and the other party actually attracted the consciousness of heaven and earth, to know that the Tao is the ancient power, and it is difficult to awaken the consciousness of heaven and earth.

"As soon as the plague is born, if the two of you still insist on stopping us, then this sin will also be counted as your Kunlun share. The old man spoke.

The two middle-aged Taoist priests were silent for a while, and then said: "The plague is the nemesis of all living beings, and it should not exist in the world, but now if you can sacrifice the minority to cut off the plague inheritance, it can be regarded as a merit." ”

Since the plague is in the world, then it is heaven and earth to recognize its existence, the original ancestor of the teacher of the world to create the "plague multi-second true solution" is indeed the nemesis of the living beings, even if it is the power of the immortals, as long as there is life, it is difficult to escape the infection of the plague, in ancient times, how many great powers died at the hands of the ancestors, and the power of the plague shocked the world.

"In that case, let us bear this sin together. The old man said, the blood droplets in his hand fell into the cigarette box, and the yellow smoke that was originally breathless suddenly burst into brilliance, and the old man's hand shook, and the yellow smoke that was originally only a little bit of the cigarette box suddenly became endless, flying all over the sky.

Yellow, all yellow, the sky and the earth were shrouded in yellow smoke.

The cranes raised by Qinglian were originally frightened and cowered in the corner of the mountain, but now they are all paralyzed on the ground, bleeding from their mouths and noses, and their breath is completely gone, only a little yellow on their bodies is still spreading around.

But what about the defense, for example, the thousands of Taoist priests who had intercepted the Lu clan in Banfeng had originally fled, but now there were corpses all over the mountain.

The twelve peaks of Qinglian Guan were all quiet, the heavenly steps were frightened, the earth steps didn't even have time to be frightened, all of them sat cross-legged on the ground, their whole bodies were shrouded in the light of vitality, and they didn't dare to have a trace of distraction, those who were slightly distracted were already lying there with stinking corpses, and below the land price, there was no life left, and for a time the plague was raging, and life was so fragile in front of it.

The scattered cultivators who followed closely approached the Lu clansmen, and the aura emitted by the four elders enveloped them, this poison did not recognize people, they didn't want to die so aggrieved.

In the scattered cultivation, everyone's faces were pale, and they finally knew what it meant to slaughter living beings, but it was just a moment of time, and the Qinglian Temple was almost dead, no wonder after the Qinglian Temple took a bite of a huge sin, the blood of the demon and evil now seems to be not bad at all.

However, this is also what Qinglianguan asked for himself, and they all reminded them that they still have to die and not let go, they must kill all the people in the family, if it is themselves, they will choose to fight hard, thinking about it this way, everyone feels better, but the eyes of the people of the Lu clan have changed a little, no matter how this clan looks at it, it is not the right way, you have to be careful in the future, don't offend them, their poison is too terrible.

The two Taoist priests in the sky seemed to have expected such a result, their faces flashed with sadness, but they disappeared immediately, compared to the elimination of the remnants of that sect, what is the Qinglian Temple, the Supreme Kunlun can support one Qinglian Temple, and it can support another ten hundred.

The Heavenly Rank Taoist priests on the mountain peaks were silent, and now the foundation of the Qinglian Temple is destroyed, and the Qinglian Temple that they have spent their lives in is ruined like this, is it really worth it?

The little Taoist priest of the Spring and Autumn Period was already dumbfounded, why did he do this? Everything has changed, he feels so strange to this place where he grew up, and his uncle and uncle look at him so strangely, as if he is looking at a stranger, a sad person, what did he do wrong?

"Master!" the little Taoist priest couldn't help but shout to Xuan Zhenzi, who was standing in front of him and trying his best to stop the plague.

Xuan Zhenzi sighed lightly, everything is fate, from now on, I am afraid that Spring and Autumn will have no place to stand in Qinglian Temple, he must leave this place, if he stays in Qinglian Temple again, even if he can save his life, he will never see the light of day.

"Hmph...... What's going on?" At this time, the middle-aged Taoist priest in the sky snorted coldly, looking at the bloodstains on Chunqiu's face, Master, it is obviously the blood of demons, and he actually called the master of the first peak of Qinglian Temple as his master, and the immeasurable sweeping dust in Xuan Zhenzi's hand has already indicated his identity.

The Taoist priests were embarrassed, and they actually taught the queen of the great sin as the descendant disciple of the Qinglian Temple, and also made him the chief disciple of the three generations of Yifeng, which was simply an indelible humiliation for the Qinglian Temple, which had been ordered to suppress the descendants of that sect for tens of thousands of years.

The last thing is to extinguish the old Taoist priest's voice, which is not a glorious thing.

"Bastard!" As if he had found some outlet point, the dust in the hands of the middle-aged Taoist priest swept towards the spring and autumn period.

"No!" Xuan Zhenzi yelled.

"Bang ......"

But he saw that Xuan Zhenzi blocked it, but in just an instant, his body was smashed into the earth by the floating dust, and even the Great Elder, a middle-aged Taoist priest who couldn't resist the peak of the heavenly barbarians, could not be resisted by Xuan Zhenzi.

"Master!" Chunqiu was stunned for a moment, and then pounced, for what is it, the master is the master of the Demon Peak, and even the master has to fight for anything.

A hole was opened in Gen Zhenzi's chest, and blood stained the placket of her clothes.

"Master!" Chunqiu cried, took out the elixir and poured it on the wound continuously, but there seemed to be a force on the wound to prevent healing, and the blood couldn't stop.

"Uncle Shi, uncles, save the master!" Seeing that he couldn't stop the bleeding, Chunqiu hurriedly ran to the group of Taoist priests next to him and shouted, but the people who usually loved him very much turned their eyes away.

"For what, for what, why don't you even save the master, who will tell me for what?" Chunqiu yelled, tears crossed his face, the master who had been relying on him since he was a child was now lying in a pool of blood, but no one was willing to save him.

"Hmph......" The middle-aged Taoist snorted coldly, as the master of Fu Demon Peak, he actually did such a thing, he was simply a traitor to Qinglian Temple, and he was innocent of death, see who dares to save him.

Chunqiu looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest who snorted coldly, "Is it you?

"Spring and Autumn ......" At this time, Xuan Zhenzi's voice came.

"Master. The little Taoist priest ran over, "Master, you'll be fine, by the way, and Xiao Langzhong, Xiao Langzhong come and see the master." "Spring and Autumn have been completely messed up, what role can that half of the water in Xiaolang do.

Xiao Lang Zhongyi Gu Gu was standing next to an old man with crane hair, and when he heard the words, he looked at the old man, "Grandpa!"

The old man nodded and walked over, but he sighed in his heart, I am afraid that only a few miracle doctors can have a way to treat such an injury, and he, who treats evil but not people, although he usually claims to be superb in medicine, but he doesn't know that Lu Dao is self-deception, in addition to the secret technique of golden needles, his medical skills are not much different from ordinary pharmacy doctors.

Old Man Yi shook his head and said, "Mourning." ”

Chunqiu's face turned pale suddenly, and then he thought of something, and immediately ran to Xuanqing's side: "Uncle Shi, don't we have a life-saving Xuandan in Fumo Peak?" Uncle Shi quickly give me the key to the secret room, I ...... it."

Before Chunqiu finished speaking, he saw Xuanqing's cold eyes, why did he even do Uncle Shi do this, he used to often roast cranes to eat for Uncle Shi, every time he was scolded, he didn't say anything about Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi is usually very fierce to him, but he can still feel that it is a kind of care from the elders, but now, what are his eyes so cold, that is hatred?

Xuan Qing's hands trembled a little, for more than ten years, he had actually lived with his enemies, and he would never forget that his master, who was also his father, was ruthlessly killed during a siege and suppression of the descendants of the remnants of that sect.

"Uncle Shi!" Chunqiu flinched a little in the face of Xuan Qing's cold eyes, but when he thought of his master, he shouted again, now only that Xuandan can save his master, and once, that Xuandan was shown to him by his master.

"Uncle Shi!" Chunqiu knelt down, "I beg you, give me the key." Since he was sensible, he has never been sad because he has no parents, because he has a master, the master who is the best in the world for him, and the master who is reluctant to let him suffer even a little injury.

Xuanqing looked at Chunqiu who was kneeling in front of him, there was no pity in his heart, he only had hatred in his heart, and he wanted to kill the person in front of him with one palm, and asked him to have mercy?

The dispute between the two religions has long been on the same footing, even after tens of thousands of years, among the descendants of the two religions, there is not only one Xuanqing who has the same fate, and the hatred has accumulated from generation to generation, even if there is no Supreme Kunlun behind the supervision, I am afraid it will not be so easy to end.

The little Taoist priest pleaded over and over again, his voice echoing on the Demon Peak, but no one answered him.

The people of the Lu clan, whether they are willing to save a hostile person or not, are not allowed now, and the Lu clan is only good at refining poison and making poison, although they have a certain understanding of medical skills, but the essence is on poison, even if they are willing to take action, they may not be able to save it.

"Chunqiu, come here......" At this time, Xuan Zhenzi's voice came out.

"Master, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's me who is useless. The little Taoist priest ran over and said over and over again, it was the master who took care of him before, but he didn't expect that he was so bad now, and he couldn't even save the master.

"You stupid boy, it's the master who is sorry for you......" Xuan Zhenzi said, the scar on your heart is still the one I stabbed with my own hands.

Xuan Zhenzi continued: "Spring and Autumn, leave Qinglian Temple, never come back, ...... In the future, when the master is not around, you have to ...... Take care of yourself. ”

Xuan Zhenzi's words were already intermittent, and Chunqiu cried, his throat a little hoarse.

Xuan Zhenzi looked at Chunqiu's face seriously, this child he had raised for sixteen years, he was really proud, and after reading it carefully, he turned his head to the old man and said, "He will hand it over to you, you must ...... Gotta take care of him......"

The old man nodded, although he didn't know what the Lu Dao was for, but the Lu family's bloodline on this little Taoist priest would definitely not be fake.

Xuan Zhenzi saw the old man nodding, so he was relieved, and looked at Lu Buli, "Be ...... ...... year It's really ...... to break up your wives It's true...... I'm so sorry...... As...... Now, I'm going to ...... This kid will give you back the whole thing......"

Lu Buli was stunned for a moment, what did he mean? Lu Buli saw Xuan Zhenzi stab his son's heart with his own eyes, and he didn't react for a while.

After saying this, Xuan Zhenzi gently brushed the dust on his hand towards Chunqiu, as if he wanted to touch Chunqiu's face again, but it slipped down halfway.

"Master......" Chunqiu was grief-stricken, and only his voice remained in the entire mountain.

A generation of Heavenly Rank Grand Master, the Lord of Fu Demon Peak, Xuan Zhenzi fell.