"Who is Neiying?" asked the white-haired old man tightly.

"According to Daoyou, can the poor Dao tell this inner person?" The horse-faced Daoist said lightly, he tried his best to maintain an expressionless appearance to avoid hurting the self-esteem of the white-haired old Dao, but at the same time, he also scolded in his heart: Ghost knows!

Seeing that the horse-faced Taoist was reluctant to say who should respond, the white-haired old Taoist was about to speak, but was stopped by the dark Taoist beside him, and at this time, the dark Taoist asked impatiently: "Big brother, you have been talking for so long, what should I do now......?"

Before the swarthy Taoist finished speaking, the horse-faced Taoist sneered and said, "Rush over!? Who do you think are the people on the other side? I'm afraid that with what the three of your brothers can do, it's not enough for people to stuff their teeth!"

After some ridicule by the horse-faced Taoist, the swarthy Taoist immediately exposed his green tendons, twisted his neck and turned his head and said, "Hmph! I don't believe it!"

Considering that this swarthy Daoist is rough in nature, the horse-faced Daoist is not angry with him, and still looks at the dozens of Qingchengmen people opposite, and says with a serious face: "I guess you haven't figured out yet, what exactly is here! If it weren't for the Humane Protector to take me to the sky with a magic weapon, even the Poor Dao might not be able to come here!"

At this time, seeing that the swarthy Daoist was about to say more, the white-haired old Dao shouted and stopped: "Second brother Hugh must be reckless! This is the Qingcheng Immortal Sect, not a place for us to trust the great! Don't look at the Qingcheng disciples opposite, all of them are young and immature, but their cultivation is far above you and me! Among them, those who have reached the realm of 'refining and refining qi' and have achieved great success in the inner Dan must be very many people! And this kind of realm, put on the people of Dao cultivation in the world, I am afraid that it is rare to reach it in a lifetime! It is you and me, brothers, who have followed the Heavenly Dao Protector and practiced hard so far, but they have only just discovered the path of this second level of Dao cultivation. ”

Listening to the white-haired old man's words, the expression of the swarthy Taoist suddenly tightened, and he unconsciously retreated backwards.

Seeing that the second brother was silent, the white-haired old Dao looked around, and saw that at this time, except for the disciples of Qingcheng opposite, there was no one else on the square, so he turned around and said to the horse-faced Taoist, "The Heavenly Dao Protector once said to the poor Dao that today is the day when the Qingcheng Sect is at the end of its life, and it is the only time to depose the Qingcheng Immortal Sect! As the Fang Cai Immortal said, today there will be a five-way army gathering in Qingcheng to achieve great things, but why are only you and I here now?"

The horse-faced Taoist frowned slightly, and said: "How can I know? Looking at this situation, there is no hope for the spirits to surround the mountain, and the officers and soldiers led by the young master are useless...... But even so, as long as the Tunnel Protector and the Four Paths Robbers gather, and then cooperate with them through Qingcheng, we can still take down the Qingcheng faction in one fell swoop!"

The white-haired old Taoist was still full of doubts when he heard this, while the swarthy Taoist beside him looked at the people in Qingcheng in the distance with a panicked face, and asked uneasily: "Before I came here, this group of Qingcheng disciples waited here, why do they keep ignoring me when we appear for a long time now?

The horse-faced Taoist glanced at the swarthy Taoist and asked, "Scared?"

The swarthy Taoist did not refute either, smacking his tongue and saying nothing. At this time, the white-haired old man stared intently, looked carefully at the people in Qingcheng opposite, and muttered, "They seem to be discussing something......

"Hehe!" the horse-faced Taoist smiled proudly and said leisurely: "Okay, you two don't panic! Now that the 'Humane Protector' has flown to the top of the mountain, this time it must be to go to their old nest, the Sanqing Palace! And these Qingcheng disciples in front of them are like ants in a hot pot, they must be discussing the matter of returning to the mountain to help, where do they still have the heart to take care of you and me? Now we can just wait here with peace of mind. ”

Listening to the words of the horse-faced Daoist, the white-haired old Daoist and the swarthy Daoist nodded suspiciously, and after a while, the two of them saw that as expected, there were several Qingcheng leading disciples, gathering everyone together, and left with the escape talisman.

Seeing that the horse-faced Daoist expected, Er Dao couldn't help but sigh: "Tianlu Immortal, it is really like a god!"

Seeing that a few golden rays of light suddenly rose in the crowd, and the disciples of Qingcheng cast spells one by one and left, the dark Dao people were just about to be happy, but they saw that after the golden light dissipated, there were still a few people who stayed in place, and these people didn't look like they were going to cast spells and leave, so they looked towards this side together.

Seeing this, the swarthy Daoist couldn't help but be shocked, hurriedly turned his head, stretched out his hand to the opposite side, and asked, "Antler Immortal, look!"

At this time, the horse-faced Taoist was complacent about what he was expecting, shaking his head, suddenly hearing the voice of the dark Taoist man, and hurriedly looked at the opposite side, only to see that there were still eight people left in place at this moment, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

Seeing that the horse-faced Daoist was stunned at this moment, the swarthy Daoist looked puzzled and asked, "Could it be that these people are what the immortal said...... Guilty?"

The horse-faced Taoist rebuked with displeasure on his face: "Where can there be so many internal responses!?"

Seeing that the 'Neiying' he expected was immediately denied by the horse-faced Daoist, the swarthy Daoist had a bad premonition, and asked tightly: "If these people are not Neiying, why don't they go back to help with other people, but they stay?"

At this moment, the white-haired old man thought for a moment, and said with a panicked expression: "Could it be that you are waiting for me?"

The two asked questions one after another, but the horse-faced Taoist ignored it completely, and only looked at the eight people opposite him with a stern face.

Looking at it, suddenly his body trembled violently, and he almost fell off the deer.

It's just that he didn't expect that at this moment, among the eight people opposite, he saw two familiar faces: a young man with a handsome face, and an ugly man who held an iron rod and made him unforgettable!

"It's them!"

After seeing Liang Shiming and Lu Yezi, the horse-faced Taoist couldn't help but frown, gritted his teeth, and his body trembled even more violently.

Seeing that the horse-faced Daoist was extremely excited after seeing the eight people opposite, the second Dao was surprised for some reason. The two of them didn't know that at this time, fragments of the past were emerging in the minds of the horse-faced Taoist.

When the picture of being hit on the head by Lu Yezi's iron rod and the two of them instigating the old man in white to snatch the Xuanhua Bell away came to mind, the horse-faced Taoist immediately jumped like thunder, pulled out the horsetail from behind him, and pointed at Lu Yezi, just about to open his mouth to scold, but he seemed to suddenly think of something, and then put down the dust slightly, and said to himself with a puzzled face: "Could it be that the two of them are ...... Guilty?"

The horse-faced Taoist muttered, and the second Taoist listened to it, but it was not real, and at this moment, the swarthy Taoist asked tightly: "What two? Which two?"

The horse-faced Taoist was stunned, and his eyes were still staring at Lu Yezi.

The white-haired old Dao also asked, "Judging from the poor Dao, can the immortal recognize the two opposite?"

After hesitating for a moment, the horse-faced Taoist nodded slightly and said, "Hmm...... Sort of. ”

The white-haired old man immediately asked: "It's good to know, since the immortal knows the details of the other party, we should also make plans early!

The horse-faced Taoist stared at Lu Yezi through gritted teeth, and said word by word: "Extremely clumsy!"

The swarthy Daoist would be mistaken for a while, and immediately rushed to the white-haired old man beside him in high spirits, and said: "Big brother, I know! Fang has only cultivated to a senior level, and he has already returned to the mountains to help, and now what he is left behind is nothing more than the mediocre people in Qingcheng! Right now, if we take advantage of the fact that the other roads have not arrived, we will go and test the temptation, if we are injured and catch a few alive, and get the first merit, wouldn't it be beautiful!?"

The white-haired old man hesitated for a moment, shook his head tightly, and said, "No, you and my brother are better to listen to the arrangements of the Tianlu Immortals." ”

After that, the two of them looked back closely, only to see that the horse-faced Taoist was still staring at the other side in a daze at this moment, but the expression on his face was very complicated, seeing his steel teeth clenched and creaking, he should have been extremely angry, but there was no trace of anger in his eyes, and he was full of doubts.

"Oh, it's okay!" the swarthy Daoist was restless and said hurriedly, "As the saying goes, if you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get the tiger! Big brother, I'll go first, you and the Tianlu Immortal will hold me down!"

The swarthy Taoist priest quickly lifted his robe and took out two strange blades from his waist.

This blade is called the Ox Head Yue, which is made of Hanshan fine iron, the whole body is black, the short handle is large, the handle is only a palm long, and the blade is two palm-sized bull head shapes. The nose and eyes of the cow face are clear, the carving is vivid, and the two horns are like crescents, curved and sharp.

Seeing that the second brother, who had not been restrained for a long time, was playing tricks again, the white-haired old Taoist was just about to stop him, but the swarthy Taoist had already divided the bull's head in his hands and leaned out to rush out......

Just now, after Liang Shiming saw the four people of Ma Mian Dao appear in the square, he didn't rush up, but only pointed at this side from a distance, thinking that the four evil Dao must be afraid, so he hesitated. And when the senior brother Qin Chengtian and Zhao Fanshan left with a group of disciples, they saw that the dark Daoist on the opposite side rushed towards him violently.

At the same time, Liang Shiming looked closely at the Qingchengmen people who stayed in the square not far away, and saw that the six people left now were Ma Lingyun, Su Xinyu, You Jinsong, and the three young disciples standing next to You Jinsong in turn, these three people, one is taller, one is shorter, and one is fatter. The six of them all held swords in their hands at this time, and looked at the swarthy Daoist who rushed towards the opposite side with a wary expression.

Seeing that the swarthy Daoist came to the front of the formation, You Jin tightened his grip on the fatter one of the three disciples and said, "Senior Brother Fu, go on!"

The fat disciple agreed, and immediately rushed to the front of the battle with a big sword in his hand.

His weapon is a broad-edged sword.

The sword is about four feet long and four fingers wide, and if it were not for its straight blade, it would resemble a broadsword.

This sword is big and heavy, and it must be held tightly with both hands before it can be used, but it is very light in the hands of the fat disciple, but seeing that he came to the front of the formation with a sword in one hand, he pointed at the dark Taoist who was rushing towards him with one hand, and shouted: "Ah! Where is the evil way, dare to break into my Qingcheng!?"

The swarthy Taoist did not answer, and the momentum under his feet did not stop, and when he approached the fat disciple, he instantly stepped forward with the two arms behind him, and took the bull's head in his hand and directly took the fat disciple's throat.

Seeing that the underworld man had no strange skills, the fat disciple suddenly felt bored, and he didn't dodge, but only picked up the broad-bladed sword from the bottom up with one hand, trying to pull the dark underworld man away.