Just when Tianchen Liu Bailing and the two were in love, the forces of all parties were unexpectedly ready to move. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Luo Tianfeng of the Luoyan Sect is being built, and a group of disciples above control the magic weapons to fly around, using magic weapons and spells, opening mountains and splitting stones, and carrying goods, and they are in full swing.

Inside the mountainside, in a small stone chamber surrounded by prohibitions, sat three great powers sent by the Falling Goose Sect.

At the head was a sturdy man, his eyes slightly closed, his hands clasped in front of his chest, a contemplative look, his skin was bronzed, and he was very rough. Below sat an old man and a young girl.

The old man is similar to an octogenarian man, his eyes are slightly narrowed, his skin is loose, his hair is thin, he is old, and he has a Kowloon crutch beside him.

The girl is about six or seven years old, her eyes are like a full moon, her face is round, and she looks very cute. Her smile and smile are full of charm, which makes the man who sees her want to stop.

These three all have the cultivation of the spirit infant or above, the strong man is a martial cultivator, the middle stage of the golden body, the old man and the girl are all in the early stage of the spirit baby.

"Le Sheng's journey turned out to be a dead end, and he will never return, is it that he died under the Shocking Sword?" the bald old man asked first.

The round-faced girl said with some skepticism: "Wenshi, this is unlikely. Although Le Sheng is only a second descending body, how could he be killed by an ownerless sword when his cultivation is even in the late stage of the Spirit Infant? If so, then what is the point of our gathering this time? Could it be that the three of us can gather together and talk to ourselves more than Le Sheng?"

The bald old man spoke: "The three of us together may not be Le Sheng's opponent, but now it is rumored in the outside world that the Shocking Sword has fallen into the hands of a spiritual vein disciple named Tianchen, this sword is a treasure in my Han, and it must be taken back no matter what." With this sword, coupled with the Xuanming Blade, Jiuli Huan and other heavy treasures, we can practice a supreme magic power in our Hanzhong, laughing at Lingchuan, so as to greatly increase the status of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, and the Western Kingdom promised by Li Jianping back then will really fall into our hands. ”

The round-faced girl restrained her smile when she heard this, her eyes flickered, and occasionally showed a cold light. "After Li Jianping became a powerful man, he did not keep his promise back then, and did not exterminate the Qingcheng Sword Sect, so that we could not expand the territory westward, which is really hateful. ”

The bald old man sighed secretly and said, "What's the point of talking about this now, there are so many masters around this person, just the group of monks of the Li family who appeared in the land of Guanzhong are comparable to the spirit infancy, there are more than fifty! Not to mention that there is the support of other major sects behind him, as well as the Xuanhuo God Sect! If we in Hanzhong want to rebel at this moment, we will be like moths to a fire and bring about our own destruction, so the plan to expand westward must be completed by ourselves." Fortunately, this person is not ungrateful, as long as we don't go too far, he will generally open one eye and close one eye. ”

At this time, the sturdy man who had been sitting on the first seat opened his eyes and said, "Well, what Wenshi said is reasonable, I have already sent the news back to report the death of Le Sheng and our current situation." Since the above told us to retrieve the Thrilling Sword, we should not give up on this. In addition, if there is no late-stage Spirit Infant Cultivator in charge, with the three of us, I am afraid it will be difficult to gain a firm foothold in the Qingcheng Sword Sect. ”

The bald old man sighed and said with a sad face: "For today's plan, I have to wait." I didn't expect the Qingcheng Sword Sect to be so strong, even after the great change more than 20 years ago, it failed to completely defeat them, and the six factions of Lingchuan were all terrifying! We in Hanzhong want to get out of the Nine Swords Mountain Ring, and at present, we really lack some confidence. ”

In a gorgeous palace not far away from the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, a woman in red had a solemn expression, listening to the report of a man in black.

This woman has a wonderful figure, delicate and elegant, bright eyes and bright teeth, skin like condensation, cold and solemn complexion, but it is difficult to hide the peerless appearance, natural and decent gestures, and generous, which is the bearing that only people who have been in a high position for a long time have.

A cadre of people below lined up on both sides, but they didn't dare to look up at this woman, one by one lowered their heads and lowered their eyebrows, looking nervous, like courtiers.

"So, that slut really appeared in the Qingcheng Sword Sect?" said the woman in red, her voice crisp and loud, both rigid and soft, and domineering. When the person below heard this, his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Back to the Holy Lord, that's what the news says. It's just that the person who delivered the news hadn't seen it with his own eyes, and he also made a special note on the message, so it was possible that the Cold Moon Holy Lord had already left. The black-robed man replied tremblingly.

"Now that I am the master of the Divine Sect, Emperor Yan has been flying for thousands of years, and I have long been unable to take care of the things of the lower realm. I repeat, Leng Yue is no longer a member of our Divine Sect, and Hugh will have to mention the word Holy Lord in the future. The woman in red had a cold voice and stared at the black-robed man.

An invisible pressure suddenly led the general, the black-robed man fell to the ground with his knees, struggling to support, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Yes, Yuanzhou knows his mistake, and he will never mention the four words of the Cold Moon Holy Lord in the future, and I hope that the sect leader will forgive him." ”

When the woman in red heard this, she left her gaze and looked out of the temple gate, thoughtful. The black-robed man loosened his body and knelt on the ground, no longer daring to speak casually.

After Liu Bailing left, Tianchen was still lying on the ground, studying the growth of the herb attentively. He couldn't have imagined that what he had done would involve forces from all sides to flock to the Qingcheng Sword Sect.

Three days later, the tens of thousands of miles of heaven and earth in the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain suddenly trembled, and the spiritual energy of the seven first peaks rolled and surged towards the sky.

The Qingcheng Sword Sect's Seven Swords Great Array suddenly opened, and not long after, the sky condensed seven thousand-zhang giant swords of different shapes, full of spiritual light, and the sword blade turned, and they flew towards the east of the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain together. Where an old man and a cold woman confronted each other in the air, still talking to each other.

The seven swords came against the wind and stopped behind the old man, stirring the aura within a hundred miles of trembling. At the same time, the sword pressure was pressing, and a low-level demon beast below was affected by this impact, and they were already prostrate on the ground, trembling, and they didn't dare to move.

I only heard the cold woman sneer and spoke. "Ganlong, do you really plan to tear your face and become an enemy of my Divine Sect?"

The white-haired old man smiled kindly: "Don't dare, the Holy Lord of Yunyao is coming, and I, as a landlord, naturally have to come out to greet me, this is a courtesy." ”

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense, hand over Leng Yue. The cold woman snorted coldly and got straight to the point.

"The Cold Moon Demon Concubine is not in my Qingcheng Sword Sect, and the Holy Lord is probably in the wrong place. The white-haired old man's smile did not change, and he refused directly.

"Ganlong, do you think that with a few spiritual energy swords and Chong Xuan cultivation, you can be on an equal footing with me? I, Yun Yao, have such a great reputation in Lingchuan, but I didn't rely on the power of the Xuanhuo God Sect to support it. The glamorous woman took a step forward, and an astonishing majesty rushed towards the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man was impacted by this coercion, his body did not move, he smiled, and said with his fists clenched: "Don't dare, the Holy Lord is prestigious, no one in Lingchuan knows, the old man naturally doesn't dare to look at a person like the Holy Lord with a high level of cultivation." It's just that the Cold Moon Demon Concubine has already left the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, and the Holy Lord asked me to hand it over, but I can't hand it over. ”

"Then you let me in, I have my own secret technique to check the authenticity. ”

"This can't be done, the Qingcheng Sword Sect is also a big faction with a head and a face in Lingchuan, if it is so easy to let people in, wouldn't it be a violation of the rules, and how can the Qingcheng Sword Sect gain a foothold in Lingchuan?"