Dozens of black pillars of light shot up into the sky at the same time, staining the entire sky as black as ink.

Lu Changsheng's face became a little ugly, because that direction was the palace!

And those black pillars of light are......

As the master of the palace, Li Zhongzhong's feelings are clearer than Lu Changsheng's.

At the moment when the black pillar of light appeared, he clearly felt a slight tremor in the seven-colored glass beads in his space ring.

This seven-colored glazed bead was accidentally obtained five hundred years ago, after killing a glazed peacock emperor in the depths of the desert month by month from Shengbaili.

Because this seven-colored glass bead contains the huge spiritual power of the glass-colored Peacock Emperor, it took hundreds of miles to spend several years refining the hidden aura in it, making it the center of the formation of the palace guarding the mountain, and after that, it was directly handed over to Li Zhongzhong as the inheritance token of the palace master.

Therefore, as long as there is any wind and grass in the mountain guarding array, as the holder of the seven-colored glass beads, Li Zhongzhong will feel it.

And this time the change of the seven-colored glass beads is obviously not trivial.

Li Zhongzhong's eyes looked at Song Tianhe with cold eyes: "What did you do?"

Song Tianhe sneered: "Li Zhongzhong, what are you doing so nervously, you led the palace to oppose me three times and twice, this time, I just gave you a little lesson." ”

Li Zhongzhong frowned and said: "Actually openly provoked in broad daylight, Song Tianhe, could it be that your Qingyun Sword Sect really wants to start a war with me leaving the palace?"

Song Tianhe laughed and said, "Blatantly provocative? Which eye did you see that it was someone from my Qingyun Sword Sect who provoked you?" Li Zhongzhong, I advise you to go back and take a look quickly, there is a big surprise waiting for you!"

After that, he didn't hesitate at all, and directly took the seriously injured Song Yunxi beside him in his hand, turned around and disappeared into the wind and sand.

All the preparations, all the actions, almost all failed.

On Lu Changsheng's side, he couldn't take it down in person, and the deep desert side was just a trap to lure him into the bait.

The only thing left to count on was the actions of Kensan's side.

Since there is no point in staying here, it is better to leave early, so as not to be discovered and miss a major event.

......

......

In the desert, the breeze is blowing, and the air is still so hot.

After Song Tianhe left with Song Yunxi, only Lu Changsheng and Li Zhongzhong were left in the field, as well as the corpses of the black-robed people all over the ground.

After a long time, when it was confirmed that Song Tianhe's father and daughter had really left, Lu Changsheng and Li Zhongzhong finally breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

"Damn, Song Tianhe's strength is really terrifying, if he really fights, I am not his opponent. Li Zhongzhong couldn't help but laugh and scolded while carefully putting the double knives into the scabbards on his back.

Lu Changsheng said flatly: "The head of the ten combat power is not for fun, his green."

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The Cloud Sword Technique is second only to my Eighteen Sword Techniques, but his realm is the pinnacle of the Nine Realms, and, judging from today's situation, he is likely to have entered the Ten Realms with one foot. ”

When Li Zhongzhong heard this, he suddenly realized: "No wonder, I'll just say, I obviously used all my strength with that knife, why didn't I even cut off a piece of meat in his hand." ”

Lu Changsheng shrugged his shoulders and said, "What can you do with cutting it, boiled meat slices, or do you want to barbecue in the desert? Don't think so much, our plan is half of the success so far, and next, it depends on the skills of your palace elders." ”

Hearing Lu Changsheng talk about this, Li Zhongzhong's heart was still a little puzzled: "I'm surprised, how can you be sure that Song Tianhe will send the undead people to attack the palace, instead of sending their own people?"

Lu Changsheng shook his head and said: "No matter who the people he sent to leave the palace today, these people will not have anything to do with the Qingyun Sword Sect, just like you just said, openly sending people to attack the mountain gate of the palace in broad daylight, if it is defeated with lightning speed, it is better to say, after all, the winner is king, but what if it fails? It is not only as simple as ruining their reputation, but even the matter of their carefully planned layout of the Qita Desert Alliance will be directly ruined, Song Tianhe does not dare to take this risk, not to mention ......"

Speaking of this, Lu Changsheng's voice suddenly stopped.

"What's more?" asked Li Zhongzhong, full of curiosity.

Lu Changsheng smiled slightly, and did not continue the topic: "It's nothing, let's go quickly, it's time for us to go back and see how the elders' results are." ”

After that, he didn't wait for Li Zhongzhong, and he took the lead by himself with a pace like the wind, turning into a streamer and rushing in the direction of the palace.

Looking at Lu Changsheng, who had disappeared from his sight in just a few breaths, Li Zhongzhong shook his head helplessly, how could he still have such a fiery temperament.

Thinking like this in his heart, the movements under his feet were not slow, and with a gust of breeze, Li Zhongzhong's figure disappeared in place in an instant.

......

......

Deep in the desert of the Tower.

The beast hunting team led by "Hundred Miles of Trailwalking" successfully found the nest of the Ranjie Beast, and then what appeared in front of them was not the Ranjie Beast, but the Ranjie Emperor after the awakening of the bloodline.

Lu Changsheng guessed a little bit, Jian San was indeed in this beast hunting team at the moment.

It's just that his current situation seems to be a little unpleasant.

Because even Jian San, facing the double attack of the three palace masters and Ran Jiehuang at the same time, he couldn't help but look a little embarrassed, not to mention, there was a tiger's eye on He Jingzong next to him.

He is certainly not the real He Jingzong.

The real He Jingzong and the little fat Sun Siyu are quietly squatting under the gate of the palace at the moment, watching several palace elders show their might outside the gate of the palace.

So who is he?

When He Jingzong's face was distorted and changed, it appeared on the three sides of the sword

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The front is a completely different face from the previous one.

"Baili Xiujie!" Jian San said angrily.

Emperor Ran Jiehuang inexplicably joined forces with the master of the palace to deal with him, which already made him very passive, and at this time there was another Baili Xiujie who was not weaker than Emperor Ran.

Jian San really has an urge to scold his mother now.

Baili Xiu's masterpiece pretended not to see Jian San's angry expression as if he was about to eat people, and said with a smile:

"It's down, what's the drop, surprise? Do you want to give you time to say your last words? Squeak if you need to! I'm a good talker. ”

Before he finished speaking, he pulled out his twin swords from behind his back a little unaccustomedly, and then slammed directly at Jian San with a dodge. Here he said that he was good at talking, but the actual action obviously did not intend to give Jian San the slightest respite.

Even if what he was holding in his hand at the moment was not the first wish of the famous sword, the sword skills he showed at the moment were still not something that Jian San could easily parry.

......

......

The sword light overflowed, illuminating the world and the world.

Emperor Ran was even more vigilantly guarding the sidelines, ready to deliver a fatal blow from Jian San at any time.

At this moment, Jian San only felt as if he was in a cage woven by sword qi, as long as he was not careful, it would be the end of a thousand cuts.

Baili Xiujie waved his double knives, and couldn't help but mock: "Son of a bitch, aren't you very powerful, don't care about hiding, look at the knife, Song Tianhe's old Wang Balamb is asking you to catch my son, right? Then what kind of knife are you practicing with me here? Even if you practice knives with me, you are so weak and not qualified, don't hide, don't hide, don't hide, eat me again, come on, let me see how capable you are, you dare to come and catch my ......."

Jian Santie's face was blue, and he held back his anger and kept dodging.

If it weren't for the fact that he was besieged and suppressed his actions, he would now be eager to rush up directly and slap Baili Xiujie a few big-eared melon seeds, and then slap him to death.

At this moment, a black pillar of light suddenly rose into the sky from the direction of the palace, instantly covering the original color of the sky.

Looking at this picture, the faces of Baili Xiujie and his party became a little ugly.

Jian San also saw those black pillars of light, and his expression was faintly proud.

"Baili Xiujie, how is it, are you still satisfied with this great gift of mine? Why don't you hurry back and guard the inheritance left by your grandfather, no matter how late it is, there will be nothing!"

Baili Xiujie's face was calm, and he suddenly waved his double knives and slashed towards Jian San again: "Kill you, it's not too late to go back!"

"Really?!"

Jian San sneered and took half a step back, his body suddenly trembled, and then the whole person directly turned into a cyan streamer and broke through the air, and disappeared from everyone's sight in a blink of an eye.

"Baili Xiujie, I have written down today's humiliation, and next time I see you, it will be your death!"

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