There are a total of twenty sects in the Moyun Mountain Range, and each sect is now subservient to the Qingsong Sect, and no one dares to challenge the authority of the Qingsong Dao people. Because Qingsong Daoren is the ancestor of the Yuan infancy, he represents the god in the Moyun Mountains.

But today, there are people who have come to challenge the gods of the Moyun Mountains.

Qingsong Daoren looked around, he was in a sect's martial arts arena at the moment. This sect is also a subsidiary of the Qingsong faction, and even the head of the sect was personally appointed by the Qingsong Dao people.

"It's the Qingsong Ancestor, it's the Ancestor! Great! We're saved!"

"Ancestor, save your life, kill that arrogant demon!"

"Ancestor, you have to make the decision for us!"

At the moment when the Qingsong Daoist appeared, the elders and disciples of the sect, including the Jindan Period, all saw hope, cheered and jumped up, and knelt down to welcome the arrival of the Qingsong Venerable. They all knew that their sect was saved, and the appearance of the Qingsong Dao people was like a reassuring pill for them, and everyone believed that the Qingsong Dao people would bring the arrogant young man to justice.

Then the young man walked out slowly, coldly glancing at the elders and disciples who were kneeling on the ground, his gaze was like the gaze of death, and the air instantly became solemn. Everyone stopped cheering and did not dare to speak again, for they felt like they had a cold knife on their necks, and if they said one more word, their heads would fall to the ground.

There was a new grave in the arena, and the dirt on the grave was still damp, and the young man dug it out with one hand, without using any tools, all with his hands. The grave was sprinkled with white paper money, and in front of it stood a tombstone with three sticks of incense inserted under it.

In front of the tomb, there were three people kneeling there with frightened faces, they were the elders of this sect, and one of them was the head of this sect. These three people are all cultivators of the Jindan Sixth Heaven, and they are usually high-ranking people in the Moyun Mountain Range, but under the oppression of young people, they have no ability to resist. The faces of these three people were very pale, with shocking wounds on their bodies, and looking at the figure of the young man was like looking at a heinous demon king.

Qingsong Dao people always felt that this young man was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it. His gaze fell on the tombstone, he saw the words on it, and then his pupils shrank, and he understood the identity of the young man.

"Let them go. Qingsong Daoren said calmly. He is the emperor of the Moyun Mountains, with absolute majesty, even if the young man feels invincible to him, but he has to maintain his majesty.

The young man was very arrogant, standing there as if he was like an unattainable lonely peak, and the killing intent emanating from his body made people shudder. He stared at Qingsong Daoren, and the killing intent on his body became stronger and stronger: "Defeat me, they will live, otherwise, you, like the three of them, will have to be buried for the people in the grave!"

"It's so arrogant, you dare to be disrespectful to the ancestor of Qingsong!"

"Kill him! Long live the Green Song Ancestor!"

All the disciples began to shout and curse the young man's arrogance. No one has ever dared to speak to Qingsong Dao people like this, they hope that Qingsong Dao people can show their might, take down the young man directly, and cure his arrogance!

The sword in Qingsong Daoren's hand had been unsheathed and pointed directly at the young man, and when he saw the inscription on the tombstone, he knew that today's battle was inevitable.

"Qingsong Ancestor has made a move!"

"This crazy boy is dead!"

The moment Qingsong Daoren took out his sword, all the people were in awe. They had never seen the Qingsong Dao people make a move before, since the disappearance of Jiuhua Zhenren, no one in the Moyun Mountain Range could no longer compete with the Qingsong Dao people, no one dared to provoke the dignity of the Yuan Infant Period, as long as the Qingsong Dao people looked at it, even the head of the Jindan Nine Heavens had to kneel on the ground.

But they forgot that the young man who dared to challenge the Qingsong Dao people was also a cultivator in the Yuan Infant Stage!

A broadsword struck from the young man's hand like a mountain, so thick that it made it seem like his breath was stagnant. Then the broadsword and the flying sword of the Qingsong Daoist intertwined, and a terrifying wave spread out around the two swords, sending everyone flying. The battle between the two had a huge destructive force, the ground had been deeply cracked, the rubble had flown up, the plants had turned into powder, and the battle between the two Yuan infancy had reduced all the facilities of the entire martial arts arena to nothing.

"Boom!"

Qingsong Daoren's body smashed to the ground, knocking out a big pit, he panted slightly, holding the Qingsong sword, the whole person's breath was disordered, the hair bun that had been meticulously combed in the past was also scattered, and there was a deep sword wound on his chest.

He had never been so embarrassed, even when he was controlled by Luo Yan four years ago, Luo Yan had never hurt Qingsong Dao people because of his promise and Qingmei. Ever since Luo Yan and the others left the Moyun Mountain Range, no one has been able to restrain him in the past few years. Although due to Nudan's strength, he had to obey the words of the people of Falling Dust Mountain, especially the unfathomable wind and dust, but the people of Falling Dust Mountain had no quarrel with the world, and they did not order him to do anything.

The Jiuhua Daoist mysteriously disappeared, and the Qingsong Daoist truly became the supreme cultivator of the Moyun Mountain Range. In the past few years, he has retired behind the scenes, let Bai Lang manage the Qingsong Sect for him, pamper himself, enjoy the joy of family, and live a life like the emperor. Except for the occasional visit to Feng Haochen, nothing could make him tremble.

However, the arrival of this man five days ago shattered his peaceful life, and he had to come to the appointment to fight the other party to the death.

But he lost.

He had known this result for a long time, and in the face of the person in front of him, he had no strength to fight back at all. This person's sword was too domineering, and every sword was as heavy as a mountain, which shocked the Qingsong Dao people. In particular, his body is extremely fast, and he doesn't seem to have any spiritual power fluctuations, but when he goes down with a sword, the sky collapses, and his cultivation is terrifying.

Many people around looked at the young man in the air in horror, like an indifferent demon king, and a sword hit the Qingsong Dao people hard, and also shattered the hope in everyone's hearts.

Their powerful Qingsong Ancestor came here, thinking that he would be able to bring this troubled young man to justice, but no one expected that he would easily defeat the Qingsong Dao people.

He defeated the god in the minds of the cultivators of the Moyun Mountain Range!

"Qingsong Ancestor defeated?"

Fear and despair began to spread deep in everyone's hearts, and their supreme Green Pine Ancestor could not move a single move in the hands of the young man, and he was so completely defeated. At first, they thought that the Qingsong Ancestor would be able to take down the young man and establish the supreme majesty of the Qingsong Sect, but all of this was defeated by the young man in front of him, who was full of slaughter!

Qing Song Venerable is invincible to the people, how can they resist it? Could it be that this young man today is going to make the Moyun Mountain Range change the dynasty?

The change of dynasty in the Moyun Mountains had already happened once four years ago. At that time, the victor was Qingsong Dao people, and because of this, Qingsong Dao people became the Venerable of Moyun Mountain Range, which everyone admired!

However, Venerable Qingsong had only been in power for four years, and then this young man appeared. The change of dynasty is the ability to achieve the supreme cultivation, and these little Luo only have the share of kneeling and submitting, and in the cultivation realm where strength is respected, they do not have the right to choose the king.

Strange to say, the battle between the two Yuan infancy destroyed the world and destroyed the entire martial arts arena beyond recognition, but this new tomb was not disturbed in any way, and not even a piece of paper money was missing.

Most of the people present knew this invincible young man, and even the people of Qingsong Dao had a deep impression of him. The young man dressed in linen and filial piety slowly landed beside the grave. He silently stared at the words on the tombstone, which he had carved with his own hands.

"The tomb of the master respects the people of Boyang Dao, and the unfilial disciples stand alone. ”

That's right, this young man who seems to be a god-killing god is a dark horse in the Qingsong Sect competition at the beginning, and he is also an apprentice of the Boyang Daoist of the Qiantian Sect, Gu Yitian!

Qingsong Dao people are in the Qiantian Sect at the moment, this sect that used to be the second-to-last, and later won the second place with a dark horse. I thought that the Qiantian Sect would be carried forward from now on, but the Qingsong Dao people stepped into the Yuan Infant Period and shuffled the cultivation realm, destroying the thoughts of this small sect, and the Boyang Dao people also suffered disasters.

The young man in front of him was the dark horse of the past, Gu Yitian, who was invincible among the young generation of the Moyun Mountain Range at the beginning, and in the end, it was Boyang Daoist who asked him to release the water, and he lost to the disciples of the Qingsong Sect.

But after a few years of not seeing, Gu Yitian surprisingly stepped into the Yuan Infant Period, returned to the Qiantian Sect, and wanted to find his master, but learned that Boyang Daoren had his arm destroyed by a traitor in the past, and he was missing, and he was afraid that his soul had returned to the Nine Heavens!

Gu Yitian was furious and severely punished the traitors of the Qiantian Sect back then, and those who deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors had already become the souls of his sword.

He couldn't cultivate since he was a child, but the Boyang Dao people saw that he was strong-minded, so they took him in and let him take the path of physical cultivation. The road of physical cultivation is difficult and dangerous, and ordinary people can't imagine it. At that time, the cultivation realm of the Moyun Mountain Range was in chaos, and he had no choice but to leave the Qiantian Sect, and walked out of the Moyun Mountain Range after a lot of hardships.

Gu Yitian personally erected a tomb on the martial arts arena of the Qiantian faction, which was an empty tomb, and he couldn't find the remains of Boyang Daoren, so he wanted to find someone to accompany him for burial. He gave a challenge to the Qingsong Daoist and asked him to come to the grave of his master, and he wanted to defeat the supreme Venerable of the Moyun Mountain Range in front of everyone's eyes, and let him apologize in front of his master's grave!

He didn't know when the master died, and the day he came back to learn the news of the accident of the Boyang Daoist, it was regarded as the death day of the Boyang Daoist, and today, it happened to be the first seventh.

"You, kneel in front of my master's grave and kowtow to admit your mistakes, and then confess your guilt, and I will spare the rest of the Qingsong faction. Gu Yitian said calmly. The broadsword in his hand sank into the earth, and the sword made everyone present weak in fear.

"Your master's death has nothing to do with me. Qingsong Daoren stared at Gu Yitian, he never imagined that that person with a body cultivation would grow up enough to defeat him one day. What exactly happened to him in the past few years since he disappeared that made his cultivation progress by such leaps and bounds?

Gu Yitian's eyes flashed with a fine light, and he said, "If it weren't for you, how could something happen to my Qiantian Sect, and how could something happen to my master? You are deeply guilty, how many innocent cultivators have been killed for your own strength, you should have known that someone would definitely come to clean you up one day!"

Qingsong Daoren smiled bitterly, although he has lived a good life in the past few years, all of this has been given by others, wrapped in his cultivation, everything about him, and even now he is someone else's servant. He was originally a generation of brave and resourceful heroes, Luo Yan gave him a chance to unify the entire Moyun Mountains, this was his dream, and he never regretted it.

Bloodshed must be shed to achieve great things, and bloodshed will inevitably lead to revenge, he thought that he didn't need to worry about anything with his cultivation, and knowing the arrival of Gu Yitian made him understand that being prepared for danger in times of peace was what he should do.

"You kill me! I won't kneel for Boyang Daoist. "Qingsong Dao people regard death as home. In the past, because of his daughter, he had to kneel at Luo Yan's feet, but now that Qingmei has gone away with Chengyan, he has nothing to worry about. He unified the entire Moyun Mountain Range and became the supreme Venerable, admired by all people, and enjoyed great glory, even if he died, there was no regret.

"Then I will sacrifice my master with your own blood!"

The broadsword soared into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of the Qingsong Dao people, and the sword blade flashed with a cold light, wiping towards the neck of the Qing Song Dao people.

Qingsong Daoren sighed, closed his eyes, and waited for the Grim Reaper to come.