On the two-hundred-zhang ring, the brilliance is shining, like a white rainbow running through the sun.

Everyone's eyes stinged, and the shouts of killing couldn't help but stagnate, and they all turned their heads away.

"It's ......"

Mo Qinghe's eyes narrowed slightly, then widened, and he lost his voice: "This is the Space Teleportation Array!"

At this moment, a figure galloped towards the ring, plunging headlong into the white light. A moment later, an earth-shattering roar was heard, and the figure flew out of the white light like lightning.

When Mo Qinghe saw the figure clearly, he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.

He didn't stop for half a minute, and after a few breaths, he flew forward and caught the man.

Mo Qinghe hurriedly checked it, and saw that there was no big problem, so he asked, "What are you rushing in for! Is it easy to give birth to you?"

Mo Yushu spat out the blood in his chest and abdomen, and said weakly: "Go and get something alone, you don't need to report it!"

"Ahem...... Besides, those who are orphaned are mothers, so what does it have to do with the reincarnation of the five grains of the family?"

Mo Qinghe was speechless for a moment, and then said: "Can you give birth to your mother alone?

Mo Yushu glanced at him coldly and said, "Hehe, is it a mistake back then?"

Mo Qinghe was stagnant again, and his heart throbbed, and he didn't know what to say.

Mo Yushu's breath calmed down for a moment, and he immediately shook off Mo Qinghe's hand, turned around and walked to the side.

Right now, Tianquan Peak is in turmoil, and Mo Qinghe is not at ease, so he follows closely behind.

However, it seems to be intentional, if it is unintentional, as if it was discussed, the war did not burn the two of them.

I don't know if there is a Mo Qinghe deterrence, as long as the two of them pass, the rebellious disciples and elders are all far away, and no one who doesn't open their eyes comes up.

Suddenly, another figure flew out of the white light in the ring.

This person is none other than Lu Qingquan, who has just been swallowed up by Bai Mang.

After he bounced out, he stretched in the air and stabilized his figure.

He covered his chest, his face was blue and red, but his qi and blood were not suppressed, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Lu Qingquan was caught off guard, today was the second time he had suffered a loss, and his entire chest was filled with anger.

In the ring, the brilliance gradually dissipated.

The first thing that caught my eye was the four people floating above the ring, the hall masters in charge of the four halls of the cult.

The director of the Riyan Hall is thousands of miles, his sturdy figure is like a piece of iron that has been tempered for thousands of years, and his breath is rolling, and the sevenfold cultivation of the Purple Mansion is undoubtedly revealed, without any pretense of concealment.

Chu Hanyan, the hall master of the Moon Shadow Hall, was dressed in a tight-fitting black shirt, which set off the concave and convex style.

Unlike Ren Wanli, the place she was in was like a frost in June, and it was extremely cold.

It's just that the aura emanating from her body is as ethereal as a cloud, and she can't see the realm of strength clearly.

Ren Wanli is like the scorching sun in the sky, Chu Hanyan is like a wide cold moon, the two of them have a yang and a yin, and they are full of momentum, which is already daunting.

Liu Meiniang, the master of Hehuan Hall, whether it is a disciple of the younger generation or a disciple of the older generation, is a fresh face.

However, her delicate figure and the charm between Gu Pan's looking back are like being able to suck people's bone marrow, and if she is not careful, she will be dragged into the bottomless abyss.

Although the strength of the realm is not obvious, no one underestimates it.

Pei Yuan, the master of the Ten Thousand Poison Hall, was holding a skull bone flute in one hand, and for some reason, his left hand was broken off at the same wrist.

After Pei Yuan appeared, a pair of sunken pupils kept scanning around, and everyone who made eye contact with him had a chill down his spine.

In addition to the four cult masters, there were hundreds of cult elders standing in the ring.

They are all dressed in black robes, and their strength ranges from the first level of the Purple Mansion to the fourth level of the Purple Mansion, and a few of them have even reached the fifth level of the Purple Mansion.

With such a lineup, the cult can be said to be pouring out, as long as you stomp your feet, the Shenzhou Continent will have to tremble.

If hundreds of cult elders made a move together, even with Lu Qingquan's strength, they would have to retreat and dare not attack their edge.

Even if you want to destroy the Yuntian Palace at this time, I'm afraid it will not be difficult.

It is no wonder that in the white light before, Lu Qingquan would be injured.

The cult sect invaded on a large scale today, but in fact, Gu Tai had expected it early in the morning, and dismissed most of the elders and assigned them to the surrounding realms of Yuntian Palace.

Once there is any trouble, you can know in time, so as to be prepared.

However, I never expected that the people of the cult would suddenly appear in Tianquan Peak.

What I didn't expect was that they would master and set up the teleportation array, and they were still in the ring of the competition.

Everyone suddenly realized, and couldn't help but think of the battle between Xue Wuxian and Mu Wanfeng yesterday.

Originally, when Xue Wuxian escaped in the ring, he just dragged the silk thread and used it to deal with Mu Wanfeng, and as a result, arranging the teleportation array was his real purpose.

And the challenge of revenge is also in its calculations.

Not only did Gu Taiqing, who was poisoned, but after his death, Qiu Fusheng slapped his palm to the ground, triggering the teleportation array.

There are many more details from before, all of which are interlocking and worth delving into.

Everyone found that they were being toyed with, and the deeper they thought about it, the more terrifying they felt.

I'm afraid that Tang Yuping, the valley master of the Hundred Flowers Valley, is not enlightened and is in retreat.

If there are no accidents, it is estimated that something has already happened.

The disciples of the Hundred Flowers Valley, their eyes were complicated and difficult to understand, and they all looked in the same direction—Snow Without a Trace!

After a while, the crowd was excited, and finally someone couldn't hold back and asked, "Senior Brother Xue!

"You told us in person, you really are a cult person?"

After Xue Wuxian appeared in the sect, his mind was already settled, and after feeding Mu Wanfeng a pill, he regained his composure again.

At this time, when he heard someone questioning, he raised his head slightly and replied, "Not bad!"

Although the facts were in front of them, hearing Xue Wuxi's answer, all the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Valley were still like being struck by lightning, shattering the last bit of illusion.

"So, Master's retreat is also fake, what have you done to Master?" the man asked again.

Xue Wuxian said indifferently: "She's fine!"

He groaned slightly, and said again: "I read the same door in the past, and I would like to advise everyone in the Hundred Flowers Valley to retreat quickly, and don't participate in the peace!"

When Lu Qingquan saw the people in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, there was hesitation on his face, and he immediately shouted.

"Phew!"

Immediately afterward, he said angrily: "How can you be gullible about the words of the cult demons?"

"This is a plan to go up to the house and draw a ladder, I want to separate us, and then break them one by one, since ancient times, you all sober up!"

The people of Baihua Valley looked at each other back and forth, and they made clear the direction in their hearts.

Compared with the words of the traitor Xue Wuxian, Lu Qingquan's words were still more convincing to them.

Xue Wuxian shook his head, his gaze cold.

"Kill!"

With his order, hundreds of elders of the cult suddenly burst out like lightning and disappeared into the crowd.

In an instant, the sword qi was rampant, the mourning was all over the field, and the flames of war were ignited again.

Since Gu Taiqing had sent most of the elders before, which caused the interior of Tianquan Peak to be empty, how could ordinary Jindan stage disciples resist the plundering of the Purple Mansion Realm?

Hundreds of cult elders were in a no-man's land for a while.

When the sword fell, a large number of disciples fell in a pool of blood, unable to even let out a miserable howl.

Yun Tiangong Chu Bichen led the Tianxuan Peak to mutiny, and the only powerful people left were Xuanjing, Mo Qinghe, Yue Xiangchen and a few others.

But even if they were tied together, it would still be a drop in the bucket for hundreds of Purple Mansion Realm cultists.

The momentum of the cult is like a bamboo-breaking offensive, and they are powerless, they can protect the left, but they cannot protect the right, so they can only defend a corner.

Lu Qingquan's eyes were split, and he used enough spiritual power, and roared up to the sky: "There is a change in Yuntian Palace, all the elders come to Tianquan Peak quickly!"

Come to Tianquan Peak!

Come to Tianquan Peak!

The sound was like a thunderbolt, scattering the white clouds in the sky, echoing in the mountains and valleys, stretching for hundreds of miles.

After more than a dozen breaths, even the neighboring Qingyang Town was enveloped by this loud voice.

Everyone in Qingyang Town stopped what they were doing, looked blankly at the direction where the voice came from, and was speechless.

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"There is a change in Yuntian Palace, all the elders come to Tianquan Peak quickly......"

The diners were stunned for a moment, and suddenly they heard a crisp click, and they looked again.

Suddenly found that the direction of the sound was a broken wine bottle, and Qinghua stood in place, his eyes were empty, and his soul was not guarded.

A diner came back to his senses and quipped: "Yo~ Boss, you haven't served dishes for a long time, are you going to smash the restaurant?"

Qinghua only had the sentence "Yuntian Palace has changed" in her mind, and where could she listen to other words.

Seeing that Qinghua was unmoved by his teasing, the diner couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, coughed dryly twice, and shouted, "Ahem...... Hostess?"

Seeing that he still didn't react, he realized that something was wrong, and shouted in an increased tone: "Boss!"

Qinghua came back to her senses and instinctively agreed, "Huh?"

The diner was a little speechless, but he was also relieved and said, "Your wine pot fell, so you didn't react for a long time, and I thought you had a stroke~"

Qinghua was stunned for a long moment, and then she said: "Ahh......hh

She hurriedly leaned down and hurriedly cleaned up.

"Ahh

Seeing that her fingers were cut by splinters, the diner's face turned a little pale, and he no longer joked, but persuaded: "Boss, if you are uncomfortable, go and rest, let's wait a little longer, just let the guy come." ”

Qinghua showed a smile and said, "How can that work~"

It's just the smile on her face, and anyone can see the reluctance.

The diner suddenly shouted upstairs: "Xiaowan, your mother is sick, come and help her to rest!"

In the wing room on the second floor, the door creaked open, and a little girl of eight or nine years old ran out.

The little girl quickly went downstairs, trotted to Qinghua, and asked, "Mother~ Where are you uncomfortable?"

Qinghua smiled reluctantly again, and said, "You go play, my mother is fine......"

At this time, the guy who ran the hall also came out of the kitchen and quickly put the dishes on the table.

He saw that Qinghua's face was bloodless, and his fingers were cut, and he said anxiously: "Sister Hua, I'll do this kind of rough work, you see...... Alas~"