In the western frontier, in the endless desert, a white light suddenly swept down from the sky.

That white light was actually a white crane with a vermilion head and a snow-white body, without even a variegated snow-white color. In the cold moonlight and endless yellow sand, the white crane swept down from the sky, and suddenly disappeared into the air like a ghost.

Thousands of miles of yellow sand is still thousands of miles of yellow sand, but where the white crane disappeared, after a circle of transparent ripples, there are many overlapping pavilions. A large circle formed a transparent curtain of light, isolating the temple standing in the endless desert from the eyes of the world.

Even if there are travelers and caravans who strayed into the depths of this thousands of miles of yellow sand, they would not know that in this place where there is only death and dust, there will be such a palace hidden.

The white crane that fell from the sky folded its wings and landed on a pavilion.

A white hand stretched out from the window of this pavilion and grabbed a piece of jasper jade that the white crane was holding.

The owner of this hand stretched out his finger and stroked it on the jade jue, and a faint layer of brilliance emanated from the jade jue, reflecting a line of flowing handwriting.

Just at a glance, seeing the handwriting on this piece of jade, the body of the owner of this hand shook suddenly, and he immediately stood up, and said quickly to the two young men in green shirts standing at the door of the pavilion, "Go and inform the palace master and all the elders, there is a major matter, let them all go to the palace to discuss!"

The two young men in green shirts didn't say anything, they both nodded their heads and swept out quickly. And the owner of this hand, the young man in the blue costume who was holding the jasper jade jue did not stop at all, and immediately turned into a cyan streamer and swept directly into a temple hundreds of zhang away.

In front of this bronze temple, there was a crescent-like quiet lake, and in the temple, the burning ambergris incense wafted in the air like clouds.

The young man in the cyan costume frowned slightly, sat down on a yew chair with a solemn face, hung his head, looked at the jade jue in his hand, and didn't know what he was thinking.

It was only a moment later, a burst of sounds of breaking the sky sounded outside the hall, and seven or eight figures swept into this temple that was bronze all over, like red copper.

"Senior Brother Shen, why are you so anxious?"

A man in a purple robe at the head asked, looking at the young man in a blue robe. The man in the purple robe looked like he was only about thirty years old, and his face was a little narrow, and his figure was slightly thin, it stands to reason that such an appearance has nothing to do with the word majesty, and when this person entered this temple, his body did not exude any mana fluctuations, but from the time he entered this temple to the time he naturally sat down, between his gestures, his body naturally exuded a noble and majestic atmosphere.

"Palace Master, Yunmeng is alive and dead. ”

With his hands as white as jade, the young man in a cyan robe looked at the man in a purple robe and exhaled slowly.

"In whose hands did he die?" a short and fat old man in a dark green robe had a cold light in his eyes, but the expression on his face did not change much.

"Luobei. Said a young man in a blue suit.

"Is that the gangster in Shushan?!" A middle-aged man with a square face in a dark shirt let out a thunderous voice, "How could he die in the hands of the gangster in Shushan when he is with the people of Kunlun?"

"I don't know. The young man in the blue robe shook his head, as if he would never say a word more about what he did not know.

"I haven't been out for more than a decade. A tall man wearing a moon-white robe who looked like he was no more than twenty years old stood up and sighed slightly, "Let me find out the reason, and then kill the criminals in Shu Mountain, and avenge Senior Brother Yun Mengsheng." ”

"We might as well not touch Naluobei. The young man in the cyan robe shook his head, a worried look between his eyebrows.

"Why did Senior Brother Shen say this?" the square-faced middle-aged man in a dark shirt sneered: "What, can't we afford to provoke such a demonic figure in the Great Freedom Palace?"

The young man in the cyan robe shook his head, stretched out his hand, and under the wrapping of the true yuan power, the piece of jade in his hand hung in front of everyone, and a line of flowing handwriting flashed on the jade jue again.

"Yunmeng lives and dies, killing the living of Yunmeng, Luobei, the successor of Luofu. ”

"What!"

As soon as they saw this line of handwriting, all the people who had just heard that Yunmeng had not changed color in life and death all changed their faces. In fact, although Yun Mengsheng's death also shocked them a little, they still felt that they were making a big fuss in their hearts, and there was no need to gather all of them here. But now, they understood why Shen Feirong, who was the most calm and respected by the palace master among the people, would summon all the elders of the Great Freedom Palace with such fanfare.

Descendants of Louvre!

How could Luobei, the criminal of Shu Mountain, suddenly become the successor of Luofu?!

Everyone knows what the word Luofu means.

This line of words, like in the hearts of these people, suddenly exploded a thunderbolt, almost blowing up their souls.

"Is this information reliable?"

For a while, the tall man in a moon-white robe who had just stood up couldn't help but take a deep breath and said such a sentence.

The young man in a blue costume did not answer his words. In fact, these people know the answer in their hearts, and they don't need to answer it at all. Over the past decades, the countless news that Da Zizai Palace has obtained has been provided by Zhao Chaiyang and Shen Feirong. Zhao Chai, who was specifically responsible for providing the news, was even more calm than Shen Feirong, and if it wasn't for the 100% accurate news, he wouldn't have passed it back to the Great Freedom Palace at all. Zhao Chaiyang is the eyes and ears of the Great Freedom Palace in the world, and the news transmitted to the Great Freedom Palace over the past decades has never gone wrong.

Everyone even thought now that the reason why Zhao Chaiyang only sent back this sentence was just because Zhao Chaiyang felt that this sentence was really important and extremely urgent, otherwise, he would definitely find out how Yun Mengsheng died in the hands of Luo Bei, and then send the news back.

After a moment of distraction, the eyes of all the top figures in the Great Freedom Palace were focused on the man in the purple robe with a somewhat narrow face.

Because this person, whose every move naturally exudes unconcealed majesty and dignity, is Emperor Chen Qing, the palace master of the Great Freedom Palace. The Great Freedom Palace is the most powerful, and the only one who can decide where the Great Freedom Palace is going and where it is going.

"Senior Brother Xie. Emperor Chen Qing turned his head to look at the tall man in a moon-white robe who had just stood up, nodded slightly, and said, "You and Senior Brother Shen should go out of the palace and find out how Yun Mengsheng died in the hands of Na Luobei." If Qi Liancheng also knew that he was a descendant of Luofu, he would inevitably kill Luobei. When necessary...... If Qi Lian Liancheng can't kill him, you will help Qi Lian Lian Cheng... ”

"Palace Master!"

Shen Feirong, who had been wrapped with a deep look of worry between his eyebrows, raised his head and looked directly at the most powerful person in the Great Freedom Palace, and he was usually the most convincing person, "Although Luo Fu's actions will be avenged, but they are also clear grievances, we don't know Luo Bei's identity, even if we offend Luo Fuduo, Yun Mengsheng is dead, Luo Fu will not be held accountable." But if we retaliate, Luofu may be completely against us. ”

"What Senior Brother Shen said is extremely true. Several people around Shen Feirong also nodded, and their minds all remembered that decades ago, a big sect in Yinshan Nanuo disappeared in the hands of Yuan Tianyi overnight, as if it had never disappeared in the world.

"I know that. The look in Emperor Chen Qingdi's eyes did not change, he lowered his head slightly, and sighed lightly, "Everyone knows that Luofu is an existence that cannot be provoked at all, but now that chaos has arisen, who can be left alone? We have to choose to stand on one side, and since I have chosen to stand on one side, then Luofu must be our enemy, how can we because it really appears in front of us, the side standing thinks that we are not on this side?"

"I understand what you said. Shen Feirong was silent for a moment, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly asked Emperor Chen Qing, "It's just that I don't know, why did the palace master choose to be heartless instead of Huang Wushen." Among the top ten golden immortals in Kunlun, no one will stand on the side of Kuang Wuxin, and Qi Liancheng's current cultivation is no worse than those people, Senior Brother Zhao and I both feel that Kuang Wuxin has no chance of winning at all. ”

"Just as everyone is afraid of the reason for Luofu, because there is no scruple in acting unintentionally. Emperor Chen Qing smiled, "In the hands of Huang Wushen, Kunlun is just an existence with great deterrent power, but without intention, Kunlun has really turned Kunlun into a terrifying weapon. You can also see what kind of power Guan Wuxin has in his hands in the past year, and how far his cultivation has improved. And since he dares to do this, he must have a way to deal with Qilian Liancheng and Huang Wushen, and most importantly, he has to rely on the power of our Great Freedom Palace. Our Great Freedom Palace is a pivotal and indispensable existence for him. Standing on his side will cost less and gain more benefits than standing on other sides. ”

"I know that you are also for the Great Freedom Palace, but I hope you made the right decision. ”

Shen Feirong stopped talking, and after saying this silently in his heart, Shen Feirong bowed seriously to Emperor Chen Qing, turned around and walked out.

In the bronze hall, Emperor Chen Qing looked at Shen Feirong's back as he walked out, looked at the junior brother he admired the most, and sighed slightly in his heart, "I hope the decision I made is right." ”

.......

"What! Luobei is the descendant of Luofu!"

Just as Shen Feirong walked out of the bronze hall, many sects also got such information.

The world is shaking!

On the summit of a mountain that seemed to have been scorched by the flames, all blackened, without a single plant or tree, on a craggy boulder, a young man dressed in ordinary linen clothes, giving people an indescribable sense of perseverance, like an unshakable rock, slowly stood up.

Between these breaths, the entire sky above his head seemed to be swallowed by him, and the young man who gave people an incomparably resolute feeling was the only personal disciple of Huang Wushen, the most outstanding among the young generation of Kunlun, and the prestige of Qilian Liancheng in the past two years had been so strong that it couldn't be stronger!

Standing not far from him, the young man wearing a cyan robe and faintly revealing a powerful and cold sword intent on his body was Tang Qingxiang, a disciple of Wentian.

Compared with when he intercepted and killed Lao Zhaonan that day, Tang Qingxiang's face was already a little more dusty, and he looked a lot more mature, and judging from the mana fluctuations and powerful sword intent rippling on his body, in the past two years, he seemed to have come out of the shadow of being defeated by Lao Zhaonan with a sword and defeating him casually, whether it was the cultivation of the sword technique or the cultivation of the true yuan, he had improved a lot.

When Tang Qingxiang stood quietly, he was like a proud divine weapon, but in front of Qi Liancheng, the sword intent on his body unconsciously shrank a little.

When facing Qi Liancheng, Tang Qingxiang never dared to have any pride, but he would unconsciously feel a little ..... inexplicable panic. This feeling, like the feeling of a courtier in the world facing a king, is a feeling of natural oppression that arises in the heart.

This feeling comes from the power of Qilian City!

Two years ago, when Tang Qingxiang stood opposite Qilian City, he didn't have such a feeling, but now as long as he is close to Qilian City, Tang Qingxiang has a feeling that he can't defeat Qilian Liancheng at all.

In the past two years, the speed at which Qilian Liancheng's cultivation has advanced is unimaginable. Sometimes Tang Qingxiang couldn't help but wonder if the person who had staked everything on his side would be his opponent in the future.

Such a person should not exist in this world. ”

Tang Qingxiang was a little jealous and a little resentful After saying this in his heart, he turned around and looked at Qilian Liancheng with a discerning gaze, "That news came from Yun Hezi, do you think it will be Yun Hezi talking nonsense, thinking that Luo Bei is obviously a disciple of Shushan, how could he suddenly become the successor of Luofu." ”

"You can't be wrong. Yun Hezi must have been worried about Luofu's revenge, so he spread the news, so that Luofu's enemies could deal with Naluobei first. Qi Liancheng looked at the swaggering mountain that was vaguely visible and shrouded in thick black fog dozens of miles away.

Although Qi Liancheng had never seen Yun Hezi at all, his sentence was not bad at all to say Yun Hezi's true intentions!

Looking at the Zhaoyao Mountain in the distance, after a pause, Qi Lianlian City glanced at Tang Qingxiang, and then said, "And I have already gone to the place where Senior Uncle Gu Liuyun and Luo Bei fought each other, there are only Yun Hezi, Senior Uncle Gu Liuyun, Nan Liyue, Yun Mengsheng, Hundred Poison Mountain and Na Luobei Remnant True Yuan Fluctuation. Naluobei's true yuan fluctuation is definitely not Shushan's exercises, and there are two different kinds of Qiqiao Mitian Dafa's mana fluctuation residual breath, as well as the residual breath of the Purple Thunder Breaking God Cone's Lei Gang Qi, Na Luobei....It seems that one person has cast three completely different spells: Natal Sword Yuan, Qiqiao Mitian Dafa, and Daozang True Yuan Miaoyao. In addition to Luo Fu's exercises, what other exercises can allow him to perform these three techniques?"

Without allowing Tang Qingxiang to raise any more objections, Qi Lianliancheng said silently: "Senior Uncle Gu Liuyun died under the combined attack of the Hundred Poison Mountain people and Luobei's natal sword yuan. The people of Baizhushan became famous in southern Xinjiang in their early years, and the original Tianyi of that place had been there. In addition to the fact that Yuan Tianyi had a great favor to the people of the Hundred Poison Mountain, and the people of the Hundred Poison Mountain found out that Luo Bei was a disciple of Yuan Tianyi, I couldn't think of a second reason why the people of the Hundred Poison Mountains would not hesitate to die to help Luobei deal with Uncle Gu Liuyun. ”

Tang Qingxiang took a deep breath and nodded. Things have reached such a point that if he says that Luo Bei is not Luofu's disciple, he will only cause Qi Liancheng to doubt himself. After nodding, Tang Qing asked Qi Liancheng, who had been sitting on this mountain peak for two years and had only stood up today, "Then have you found his whereabouts?"

"In ten days, I'll kill him. Qi Liancheng replied.

"Ten days later?"

Qi Liancheng's words were very plain, and there were not many emotional fluctuations, but when it fell on Tang Qingxiang's ears, Tang Qingxiang's breathing suddenly froze, and his body stiffened uncontrollably.

He suddenly thought that Qi Liancheng had been guarding Lao Zhaonan for two years outside this swaggering mountain, and had never left, but he said that he had gone to the place where Gu Liuyun and Luo Bei were fighting....At this moment, Tang Qingxiang suddenly reacted, Qi Liancheng....actually cultivated the Great Dao like a heavenly trick to the point of distraction.

(Although today's update is only one update, the word count is okay.) The editor-in-chief of Zongheng rushed to Wuxi, and in the past two days, he has been discussing the next outline and framework issues, so it is safe to keep himself updated in the past two days. Qi Liancheng's distraction will be introduced next, it is an extremely powerful hope and tracking technique in the Great Dao Rutian Formula, although it takes ten days to make up for the divine thoughts that are consumed once, that is to say, it can only be used once every ten days, but this is a trick that can only be performed when it is cultivated to the realm of Yuan Ying Dacheng.... Therefore, the current cultivation of Qilian Liancheng is actually on the same level as the Kunlun Ten Golden Immortals, and even slightly higher than one or two of them....)