Chapter Ninety-Eight Preparations

Beneath the slightly fish-bellied white sky, outside the Death Prison Forest, a group of people are advancing through the jungle at a great speed, and they have a common direction - the West!

The dazzling red light just now made Yin Tianyan's brows jump, and the woman who was in the same tent as Hua Lingsong also told the former about the strange things that happened before, the former was shocked when he heard this, and even if he gathered people and horses, he immediately went to the direction of the red light, he knew that this was definitely a conspiracy, a conspiracy against Hua Lingsong!

A quarter of an hour later, when they arrived at the scene, they were shocked by the sight and breath of the scene.

What kind of scene is this? A shocking hollowed-out flat ground, mottled stone chips everywhere, and the long-lasting atmosphere of the forest made everyone's hearts shudder coldly, and the aftermath of Qingyang's Nine Shadows Great Handprint was still in place!

"Ahh

Suddenly, a female disciple screamed, and everyone followed the voice, and they saw a familiar figure falling into the hollowed-out pit in front of them, it was Hua Lingsong!

Yin Tianyan was the first to react, and immediately flashed over with a gloomy face, his face was extremely ugly, and his eyes were covered by a thick color of disbelief, in his opinion, Hua Lingsong's Chong Belt Realm cultivation would actually be buried here!

"Check!!Hurry up and find out who did it for me?!Also, crush the herald!" Yin Tian Yan Han shouted.

All the disciples of the Four Qing Sect let out a cry of pain, their expressions were full of disbelief, Yin Tianyan was also in turmoil at this moment, Hua Lingsong actually had no external injuries on his body, what was it that made him hate it? Could it be the Purple Cloud Sect's gang of miscellaneous people? He shook his head slightly, that was impossible!

And just when Yin Tianyan was in a hurry, the Ziyun Gate was also in a commotion, because according to the words of the secret disciples, everyone in Ziyun knew that Ling Song, the celestial talent of the Four Qing Sects, was actually buried in a jungle in the west, that is, the area where the red light was shining.

However, this is a great thing for the Purple Cloud Gate, but who did this? Everyone was secretly beating drums in their hearts, and in their hearts, a thin figure slowly emerged.

Shout!

And at this moment, a red light flashed out from the dense forest, and everyone looked at it with shocked expressions, because the red light turned into a few lines of timeless and delicate font: "Senior brothers and sisters, I am Qingyang, I have killed Hua Lingsong before, but there are many things in the future, but I can no longer go with you senior brothers and sisters to participate in the sect competition." At the same time, I also hope that everyone can hide this matter, from now on, Ziyunmen, it depends on everyone!

After a few breaths, the flashing red characters dissipated like a wind, leaving only the shocked looks of everyone, and it was indeed he who did it!

"I knew he did it, and only he did it!" a disciple sighed.

At this time, there was a woman's delicate body trembling slightly, and two lines of tears slipped down uncontrollably.

"Senior Sister Chen, don't be like this, this is not what Qingyang wants to see, he has done enough for us!" Feng Liancheng sighed lightly and looked at Su Chen.

Su Chen didn't react when he heard this, just tears of pain on his face, did you just leave? Silently, I really hate you bastard!

Su Chen trembled in the breeze, her pretty face had already been covered with tears, how could she have the delicate and lively look before, now she, whoever sees it, her heart will be filled with pity, Su Musha is also the corners of her eyes are red, and she hugged Su Chen tightly

At the same time that everyone was grieving, the main Qingyang was carrying the wind under his feet at the moment, hurrying through the jungle, and had just killed Hua Lingsong, I was afraid that it would cause many incidents, and the so-called killing the small one would definitely lead to the big one.

Although Qingyang didn't know what big people the Four Qing Sect would have in this jungle, if the big sects and disciples were trained outside, there would definitely be people guarding in secret, so Qingyang galloped in the starry night, just wanting to get out of this death prison forest quickly.

In fact, the Siqing Sect does have a strong person guarding outside the death prison forest, but it is that the disciples in the sect need to crush the herald before they can act, and Hua Lingsong prides himself on being a genius, and he can kill Qingyang with a plan, so he doesn't care about the herald on his chest, it is really a capsized boat in the gutter, who is to blame?

When the light of the morning light broke through the heavens and the earth, Qingyang had already come to a hill outside the Death Prison Forest to rest, at this moment, his face was full of amazement, since he stepped into the path of cultivation, everything he had encountered was something he could not have imagined before, whether it was killing or being killed.

"The matter of the Purple Cloud Gate is over, and there is still a month before the ancient secret realm is opened! As long as I can break the seal, then I will return to Dusk Town and ask my father and mother what the Qingyan pendant is all about. Qingyang muttered to himself, but between his words, he was a little dazed.

Regarding the identity of his father's mother, Qingyang really wants to know, the figure that appeared from the Qingyan pendant that day still makes Qingyang unforgettable, what kind of feeling is that?

"However, that ancient secret realm is extremely dangerous, I think I should make some preparations" Qingyang untied the sword on his back, gently rubbed the sword body, and said softly.

And just as Qingyang was thinking, the originally dim Dancing God Sword actually released a faint blue light at this time, and a vicissitudes of life slowly emerged in the blue light.

"This Sword Elder??Didn't you say that you were going to sleep for a while?" Qingyang looked at the long-haired figure in front of him in surprise, this person was the Sword Elder!

When the old sword heard this, he said with a smile: "Hehe, young master, the old man is not worried that you will go to that ancient secret realm alone, that place, in my memory, is a place left by some strong people, with the current strength of the young master, I am afraid that there will be more than one luck." ”

Qingyang's heart warmed when he heard this, but he didn't expect Jian Lao to appear again for Qingyang's safety.

"Come to think of it, even so, then the sword elder will go with me to the ancient secret realm! With the help of the sword elder, it is like a tiger with wings!" Qingyang smiled and said happily.

Jian Lao's insight is unfathomable, this trip to the ancient secret realm, with Jian Lao by his side, I think I can resolve a lot of dangers.

"The young master is exaggerating, the old man is just a very weak spirit now, and he can't play a role. Hearing this, Jian Lao also smiled faintly and said.

"En, a faint spirit?" Qingyang's eyes lit up when he heard this, what was this sword elder hinting at?

"Sword Elder, you play a big role, but, Sword Elder, what do you need the kid to help you do?" Qingyang looked at Jian Lao slyly and said.

"Haha, the young master is really smart. That's right, the old man's spirit body is weak now, and it has no effect except for some residual memories. However, if my spirit body can be condensed a little, then I must be able to use some means, too!" said the sword elder with no wind and a smile.

"Well, what should the kid do?" Qingyang's eyes lit up when he heard this, Qing Yang didn't know the old sword's methods, but you must know that he was an ancient spirit body, and those methods, even if they were used slightly, I am afraid they could also shock the Quartet.

"Young Master, use your courage to help me refine my spirit!" said the old sword's eyes flashed slightly.

"Spirit refining?" Qingyang said suspiciously.

"Well, I have to help with soul refining. "Sword Elder Dao.

At this time, Dudu also slowly flashed out of the book of floating divine spirit exercises in Qingyang's body.

"Ulala, Grandpa Sword has also come out, how can I be missing?" Dudu still has flowing purple hair, and that delicate and delicate little face also makes Qingyang slightly distracted.

"Big brother, I'll teach you how to refine your spirits, but," Dudu said vividly.

"But what?" Qingyang asked.

"You've got to play with me all this time, hehe!" said with a smile, the dimples at the corners of her mouth were cute.

Qingyang touched his nose when he heard this, and said, "Okay, okay, my brother will play with you." ”

So, there was still a month left for Qingyang to follow Jian Lao and Dudu to prepare for the upcoming trip to the Ancient Secret Realm.