Chen Changsheng and Ling Feng had been contemplating in the Qingyun Secret Realm for some time.

Originally, I thought that I would wait until they went back, and Chen Changsheng and Ling Feng would not be out of the customs yet, but I didn't expect that they would already be out of the customs at this time.

Ouyang looked at Chen Changsheng and met Chen Changsheng's calm eyes.

It's bad, the calm face of the third child means that he has a murderous intention!

The last time Ling Feng confronted himself in front of Dong Xuzi in the main hall, although it was over.

But for this good old man who suddenly changed his personality, Ouyang always remained vigilant.

But Ling Feng's performance was so good that there wasn't even a little loophole.

But because there was no loophole, it not only made Ouyang more vigilant, but even aroused the suspicion of Dong Xuzi.

Otherwise, Dong Xuzi would not have begged himself at the end to let Ling Feng go.

The world is imperfect, and what is too perfect will cause suspicion.

Ouyang just nodded at Chen Changsheng's opening and didn't say anything.

From the beginning of entering the world to the present, there is the shadow of his own master behind everything.

It was not a shame to be calculated by his own master, but this ability made Ouyang feel a little frightened.

Just because your own master can do it doesn't mean that others can't do it too!

For example, I have just rewritten the past with my own hands, although I have a system that is out of tune.

But aren't those immortals who were once ancient also able to do it?

They have all fallen for so long, but they still use countless accidents to create the results they want!

In order to let his second child reopen the fairy road, he has laid out it until now!

Therefore, for Ling Feng, whose temperament suddenly changed drastically, Ouyang naturally thought of Lin Feng he met when he was in the world.

He asked his master Hu Yun at that time, but Lin Feng's appearance was not in his master's deduction.

Lin Feng's appearance has become a variable!

This caused Ouyang to no longer dare to move the current Ling Feng at will, and even became a little timid.

Ouyang inadvertently looked up at the sky, and suddenly felt that the blue sky had become unfathomable.

When Master returns, ask the old pervert what he should do!

Whenever I think of my own lustful and unobtrusive master, although I have a little headache, I am always unexpectedly reliable.

Ouyang had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but Leng Qingsong's speed in devouring the entire Immortal Secret Realm did not pause at all.

It seemed that he wanted to absorb the entire immortal secret realm into the green lotus between his eyebrows.

It's like picking up a random dot from the inside of a balloon and stretching it inside, and the whole balloon begins to deform with this dot.

All the sword cultivators looked in horror at the huge dachshund behind them, two teenagers holding one person aloft, and the one who was lifted up was absorbing everything here!

It seems that if you run a little slower, you will be absorbed by that person!

Funny and scary.

"! It's the god of war who mentions dogs! Don't come here!! ”

"Hurry up! Hurry up! I'm almost ready to get out of here! Don't underestimate me! ”

"Mom, it's so scary here, I want to go home!"

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All the sword cultivators rushed frantically in the direction of the Clear Light Pillar, while the ghosts cried wolf.

Fortunately, among all the monks, the sword cultivator was already known for his speed, and although Leng Qingsong's absorption speed was very fast, it was still not comparable to the speed at which the monk of the Yudan stage flew at full strength.

It wasn't until Ouyang and Chen Changsheng flew out of the Immortal Secret Realm with Leng Qingsong in their hands that all the monks had already run out.

As soon as he ran out of the Immortal Secret Realm, the entire Immortal Secret Realm was completely absorbed by the Qinglian between Leng Qingsong's eyebrows.

Leng Qingsong's whole person has fallen into a deep coma.

Bai Feiyu landed in front of Ouyang, stepped forward to check Leng Qingsong, and raised his head to signal that Leng Qingsong was fine.

Ouyang Cai breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Leng Qingsong, who was sleeping in Zhengxiang, suddenly became angry, starting from the Immortal Secret Realm, his second child was lying down to win the whole game, and it was completely his own life.

As a result, Leng Qingsong, who was lying down to win, became the biggest winner, and he had nothing but a dog.

Thinking of this, Ouyang wanted to raise his hand and give the second child in front of him two slaps to dissipate his anger.

Suddenly, a little water fell on Ouyang's face, Ouyang frowned, raised his hand to wipe the water droplets on his face, but found that it was unusually sticky.

Looking down, there was a bright red touch on his hand!

It began to rain in the sky, and this was not an ordinary rain, but a raindrop mixed with blood and water, accompanied by the sound of countless heavy objects falling to the ground.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Ouyang looked up, and the whole person was stunned.

Every sound of a heavy object falling to the ground represents a corpse smashing to the ground!

Those corpses were those great monks in the palace who were beheaded by the immortal Ou Yezi's body controlling Leng Qingsong's body!

Everyone stood in the midst of the rain of blood, their clothes wet with the smell of blood.

The atmosphere began to become a little solemn, and countless sword cultivators looked at Ouyang and the others, especially Leng Qingsong, who was still unconscious in the middle of being protected by Ouyang and the three of them.

The surrounding sword cultivators silently surrounded them, and the crowd surrounded the four of Ouyang in the most central position.

Hundreds of sword cultivators above the out-of-body stage died tragically like this, and as sword cultivators, they would definitely not stand idly by in the face of this kind of thing.

Even if his strength is low, everyone shares half of their brains, but in the face of demons and evil killing their kind, the first one to rush out is definitely sword cultivation.

Because even if they don't dare to speak, the sword in their hands won't agree!

Bai Feiyu was dressed in white with a little scarlet on it, and his gentle and elegant temperament added a touch of bewitchment.

Chen Changsheng's silver-white mask had been stained red with blood, like an evil ghost from the underworld.

Ouyang, who had been soaked in blood, put the beautiful boy on his shoulder with one hand.

Not only the three of them, but the sword cultivators of the entire city did not use the True Yuan to shake away the blood, but let the blood drip on themselves.

This means that they have taken this blood debt!!

"Rub it!"

Countless sword draws sounded continuously, and the sword cultivators of the entire city drew out the swords in their hands.

The atmosphere began to become murderous, and an aura of murder enveloped the entire city.

Sword cultivators need an explanation!

Bai Feiyu was holding the Qingfeng Sword, Chen Changsheng was holding his hands in his sleeves, and Ouyang was carrying the beautiful boy with one hand.

The three of them turned their backs to protect Leng Qingsong in the middle, facing the sword cultivation of the entire city.

Whether they were voluntary or not, these people were indeed killed by their own brothers and sisters.

At this time, they denied it, and they still couldn't open their mouths for pride.

It's a big deal to take Leng Qingsong out of Sword Casting City!

Ouyang carried the beautiful boy with one hand, and blood flowed down his face to his mouth.

With a snort, a mouthful of spit, and a wipe of blood on his face, Ouyang clenched the hind legs of the beautiful boy in his hand, sneered and said:

"Confess? I'll see who the hell will give me an explanation! ”