Clang!

One by one, the wine bowls violently hit the ground paved by the white 'jade', and instantly shattered to the ground, and at this time, the shouting of killing shook the sky, the ink clothes fluttered, the cold light flew away, and the Qingyang Sword Array composed of three hundred ink clothes disciples in Qingyang burst out with infinite killing power!

"Kill!" Ye Yu coldly spit out the word 'kill', and in an instant, the cold light of the Wind Divine Sword in his hand was great, and a pillar of light rose to the sky, only to see him fly up from the ground, the speed was extremely fast, and he suddenly plunged into the dense sword array, and in an instant, the sword roared in the sky, the cold light flew away, and more than a dozen disciples in ink clothes flew out horizontally.

Qingyang disciples are like black 'colored' 'tide' water, one 'wave' and one 'wave' 'forced' towards Ye Yu, a red light rushed straight into the sky like fire, Sang Mo's red hair 'chaotic' danced like killing a god, and the blood-red 'colored' long knife in his hand slashed down from the sky, and in an instant, a disciple in ink clothes was cut in half, and blood was splashed in the sky.

"Amitabha", the empty monk couldn't bear to look at the pot-bellied, closed his eyes with his hands folded, and more than ten monks behind him sat cross-legged on the ground and silently recited the Sutra of the Past Life.

Guangyuan Daxian's clothes were fluttering, his long beard was still swaying in the wind, and Cai Lianzi looked at the bloody scene in front of him and hesitated: "Senior brother, do we want to help Qingyang?"

Guangyuan Daxian stretched out his left arm to stop picking lotus seeds, and said slowly: "That Yin Yue Hall is full of great sages, they don't speak, and it is inconvenient for us outsiders to 'intervene'."

"Didn't Senior Brother see the rosary floating above the young man's head?" said Cai Lianzi in a low voice.

"You mean the string of beads is ......?" Guangyuan Daxian didn't dare to say any more, turned his head to look at the lotus seeds, and nodded silently at this time.

The murderous aura swept through, the blood stained the sky, the terrifying aura drifted 'swinging', the clouds were dense under the night, and the earth-shattering shouts of killing moved 'swinging' in all directions, and at this time, the two figures in the field attracted everyone's attention.

An old man in green clothes, an old man in black stepped on an inexplicable step, as fast as the wind, like a streamer phantom straight towards the manifestation of the gods, killing the qi 'swing', the power is boundless, everywhere it goes, layers of blood Lang are set off, and the figures of ink 'color' fly out one after another, killing people as if they were pulling out 'flowers' and picking grass.

Look at the black-clothed old man's five fingers with five flames galloping, it looks a little similar to the Chasing God Sword, but the power is by no means comparable to the Chasing God Sword, and a disciple in ink clothes was hit by the flames on his fingers, and suddenly let out a miserable scream, and the whole person turned into a scorched dried corpse, making people disgusting and 'desire' to vomit.

Compared with the old man in black, the old man in green is also extremely ruthless, his palms are like sharp blades, turning a blind eye to the disciples in ink clothes who are rushing, his big palms are flying, and in an instant, the air is full of qi, the Dao qi is fluttering, and the invisible killing power is like a storm sweeping at sea, and the screams are endless everywhere he passes, and the corpses are broken into thousands of pieces.

"The Tsing Yi wizard and the black-clothed wizard of the Wu Dao?" 'Jade' Xuzi's eyes were cold, and the Kunlian Divine Sword in his hand hissed and screamed, bursting out with strong combat power, and at this moment, a Dao Gu in the distance came across the sky and shouted: "'Jade' Xuzi, poor Dao helps you Qingyang."

Cai Lianzi said that the fairy sword in his hand was full of brilliance and rushed towards the wizard in Tsing Yi, the lotus seed seemed to be old and weak, who knew that the means were extremely strong, and the sword move was very spicy, and the wizard in Tsing Yi fought in one place.

"Kill!" 'Jade' Xuzi shouted, and the Kunlian Divine Sword Guanghua rose into the sky, and the back of his head was in a different phase, and suddenly two doppelgangers appeared, and the three figures went straight towards the black-clothed wizard to kill.

At the right time, the night was 'chaotic', the sound of killing shook the sky, the magic weapons collided, the Dao Qi flew, and the entire Yuequan Square once again became a battlefield full of corpses!

Yin Yue Hall, after the shouting and killing sound, the temple finally spoke to break the cold atmosphere: "Don't let Qingyang's catastrophe repeat again, you go out and take care of it!"

Whoosh!

Hearing Zhong Gu Immortal's words, Xiao Changqing and Dugu Zhu took the lead, turning into two streamers and rushing straight towards the 'door', and the scenery behind them was like a shadow, and at this time, the three of them looked at Tianyu in horror at the same time, and Jingtian trembled all over, and said tremblingly: "He...... He, the little junior brother, is here!"

The clouds are dense, the lights of Yuequan Square are bright, and on the glazed bricks and tiles on the corner of the verandah of the Yin Yue Hall at this time, a person's blue hair is fluttering, and one toe falls lightly on it, as if it is as light as a leaf Hong's hair'.

At this moment, in the entire Yuequan Square, the wind was howling, and the endless and boundless coercion swept in, and the Zhijiao people were depressed and uncomfortable, and their hearts trembled, and everyone was shocked, stopped killing, and looked towards the sky.

The blue hair was like wisps, swaying in the wind, it was a man who was extremely beautiful, his eyes were indifferent, and at this time a bright moon rose behind him, the moon was flawless, extremely holy, and people couldn't help but admire.

The 'chaotic' mist is circulating, and between the 'fog' and 'fog', the majesty of the world is swept and spreading, as if the mountains are collapsing and the flood is bursting, and his majesty makes people dare not look directly.

The terrifying coercion is like a thousand mountains coming together, and the people who are pressed are breathless, so that people can't help but kneel down, and their hearts tremble.

Sou!

Like an arrow, a temple rushed out of Yin Yue's main hall, expanding more than ten times in an instant, the temple was majestic, and Shenhui Yin Rao flew into the air to oppose the blue-haired man!

Immediately after that, a person with a fairy wind and bones, Haoshou and white eyebrows also rushed up, standing by the side of the temple, his eyes looked at the blue-haired man in surprise, and suddenly his face was shocked, and he shouted: "It turned out to be him!"

"Xuyinzi, do you recognize him?" a pair of ghostly blue 'color' eyes flickered in the temple and looked towards the old man beside him.

"He, he's the one who fought with that monk in Xuanling Mountain, and cut off Xuanling Mountain with a sword! Could it be that he is the traitor Blue Devil of Qingyang?" Xuyinzi's heart trembled, and he was actually afraid, he had seen that shocking battle, and he knew how terrible the man in front of him was.

At this moment, more than 100 people from the Wudao below knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the blue-haired man, and bowed loudly together: "Welcome Wuzun down the mountain!"

"What? He's the Wu Zun of the Wu Dao! Didn't he say that the Wu Zun had been alive for thousands of years, how could he be so young?" Xiao Changqing looked at the beauty of the blue-haired man, and his heart was shocked.

Some people couldn't help but fall to their knees when they saw the man's legs trembling, and then everyone knelt down, unable to resist the majesty at all.

The bright moon hung high, he descended like a god, making the entire Yuequan Square kneel down and worship, the majesty of peerless isolation was terrifying, and the scenery was difficult to see for a moment, leading the eight elders of Qingyang to rush up to the sky and stand next to the Zhonggu immortals, their foreheads were covered with dense sweat, and they trembled: "Little, little junior brother, you are here."

The blue devil's eyes looked down, and suddenly fell on Ye Yu, everyone was puzzled and looked at the blue devil's gaze, but saw that in the crowd, except for the monks of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, Guangyuan Daxian, a few strong people who picked lotus seeds, Hao Lian Shaoyu, Princess Yinling and almost everyone fell to the ground.

There are only three figures, no, it should be said that four of them stopped in the crowd and stared towards the blue devil, one is Ye Yu, he dragged Bai Lian'er with both hands, so that Bai Lian'er did not kneel, the other person was far away from them, standing alone, but it was Mu Yu's 'flower', she looked at the blue devil blankly, and suddenly a voice from the qin 'girl' sounded in her ears: "Sister, he, he, I seem to have seen it somewhere!"

There is also a four-clawed monster at this time as if deeply impressed by the beauty of the blue devil, a pair of front paws hidden in the dragon's mouth of the elder boss, 'desire' stopped talking, and even tears 'flower' in his eyes, suddenly howling and crying, hoarse and shouting: "Uncle, I am looking for you so hard!"