In the sky above Chang'an City, Bai Jingque ignored the persuasion of others for the sake of the most yin and evil red-clothed bloody corpse, and even took the initiative to step down from the position of Chang'an Military Governor, and confronted Nie Mad and others, and finally even the martial arts of Chang'an Town and the martial arts of Chang'an Town also stood on the opposite side of him.

There is no other reason, his own military governor raised a red-clothed bloody corpse in the division to steal Chang'an dragon qi and Daluo Guoyun, the crime of complicity and rebellion, even sitting on the nine clans, as long as he made a move, even if it was just a casual move, he could ensure that the rest of his life would not be liquidated by the imperial court, and everyone had just seen the ferocity of the red-clothed bloody corpse when he killed people, and it was reasonable for them to stand on Bai Jingque's side.

Just when Mr. Yuan Mei was already planning to directly open the second major formation in Chang'an City, even if he paid a big price, he couldn't let this red-clothed bloody corpse leave Chang'an, but suddenly his face changed greatly, and he shouted: "Stop!"

The others were either inferior to Mr. Yuan Mei in cultivation, or they were not connected with the Chang'an Great Array, so they didn't notice the abnormality, but Bai Jingque, who was the highest in cultivation, instantly turned his head to look at the man in black who suddenly appeared here in Uncle Guo's mansion.

This person is slender but not thin, his facial features are beautiful but not feminine, the sun is in the sky, he can't take away half of his brilliance, the sky is full of stars, and he is only worthy of his robe.

He has been stranded in the world for thousands of years, but he has been sitting on the top of the mountain, willing to be accompanied by the breeze and the bright moon, and now he has finally come down the mountain, even the Nine Heavens Immortals can't help but stick their heads down the clouds and cast their eyes on the Chang'an City in this world.

Black clothes are like feathers, protecting one side.

Li Qingchen looked at his back and unconsciously shed tears.

"Sir!"

He said softly, and the milky white chains wrapped around Li Qingchen's body were silently annihilated, these chains were all manifestations of the purest mental power, and the hidden law was mysterious, that is, the great master of the Heavenly Phase Realm was entangled, and it would take a lot of effort to get rid of it, but he didn't even bother to look at it.

For thousands of years, he never looked down at ants.

After freeing himself from the shackles, Li Qingchen hurriedly knelt on the ground, kowtowing desperately while begging with tears.

"Please save her!"

"Since she is Xiaolie's goddaughter, she can be saved. ”

After that, he flicked his fingers, and a drop of colorful glass water fell into the girl's mouth, and in an instant, a layer of magical rainbow light swept through the body, and the terrifying ulceration on the girl's body gradually recovered, and the dangerous blood color was slowly fading, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Seeing this, Li Qingchen's face was full of surprise, and when he was about to kowtow again to thank him, he heard the old man say again: "Don't thank me, don't be happy, the blood poison on her body can only be completely dissolved by taking the South China Sea Wannian chalcedony, and you only have one month." ”

As soon as the words fell, the red-haired young man in the blue armor suddenly took a step forward and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

The old man didn't look at him, but continued to say to Li Qingchen: "Saving your life today can be regarded as the end of the final cause and effect between you and me, and I will do it myself in the future." ”

Yang Zhaopu saw that something was wrong, and suddenly shouted: "Why don't you guys do it yet?"

The grievances between him Yang Zhaopu and the boy surnamed Li first started in the Wusi of Youzhou Town, thousands of miles away, after the first battle in the snow field, Li Qingchen, who was lucky to survive, came to Chang'an, although Yang Zhaopu did not know his specific identity, but there was a ghost snake Yang Si in order to ensure that Yang Chen won the championship in the martial arts meeting, set up an ambush for this uninteresting boy, and ordered Yang Zi and other four people to surround and kill, very dangerous, and then fortunately Shen Jianxin came to the rescue, Li Qingchen escaped, and today he was forced to a dead end, almost died tragically, his soul was destroyed, and the mortal enmity between the two sides has reached the point where it cannot be resolved。

The matter has come to this, and then you want to say regret or something, it is meaningless, first do all your strength, it is the right thing to kill this kid, he Yang Zhao Pu is a hero, he has this determination, once this kid escapes this catastrophe, not to mention whether he will expose the matter of Youzhou to the imperial court, let his plan that he has worked hard for many years fall short, just use this person's talent, let him grow up for a few years, I am afraid that even he may not be his opponent, so he must die today, no one is useless!

Although he doesn't know who this person is and what kind of strength he has, but looking at the other party like this, since he is also here to save Li Qingchen, that is his Yang Zhaopu's enemy, he wants to see who can escape from the palm of his hand in Chang'an City, where the masters are like clouds and heavy arrays!

Yang Zhaopu took the lead, not only because he was anxious, but also to take the lead.

"If you don't believe in the law, you will be in danger, and if you continue to be punished, you will be evil!"

His heavenly appearance, into Confucianism, standing in the law, combined into one, is for the country and the country, want to establish a hundred immortal causes, the achievement of a model in history, now in a country capital, the power of this heavenly phase is suddenly more prosperous!

Shackles, shackles, huge cages, are all torture instruments of the Legalists, not only that, but Yang Zhaopu even threw out an object, which is a jade official seal engraved with nine stacks of seals!

What is an official?

The bones of the country!

This official seal was cast at the beginning of the founding of the country, for the founding of the 12 meritorious deeds of the Great Luo Ling Yan Pavilion, the head of the civil official, this one hundred and fifty years, admired by all the people, the influence of the national fortune, although not a treasure, but better than a treasure, ordinary demons, see it to avoid, it is an out-and-out town of the country!

Of course, if it is held in the hands of other martial artists, it is just a broken stone that is useless, because they cannot play its role, but in the hands of Yang Zhaopu, the Taifu, it is a treasure that does not lose the quality of the land!

As soon as he made a move here, the master of Zonghai also made a move, and the grievances between him and Li Qingchen had changed from simply purging the remnants of the Tantric Sect to the blood feud of the two proud disciples being slaughtered, and naturally Li Qingchen could not be allowed to escape, and between his hands were folded, a big golden hand with dazzling Buddha light stretched out from the clouds above his head, and the five fingers were as majestic as five mountains, and they pressed towards the bottom together.

Li Qingchen held the still weak girl in his arms, seeing this scene, he knew what the Heavenly Phase Realm was, once the martial artist in this realm made a move, just like the wrath of the sky, its power was endless!

The prison shackles, the surrounding space is fixed, the official seal is suppressed, and it carries a heavy power of national fortune, such as a mountain range falling, golden hands, like the Buddha probing the palm and capturing the demons and evil in the world, all of which are one of the few great magical powers in the world!

However, the old man didn't even look at it, although there was not the slightest disdain between his eyebrows, but it was this kind of light and light appearance that made Zong Hai and Yang Zhaopu, who were all their might, feel even more humiliated.

The stunt of the two Heavenly Phase Realm Great Masters pressing the bottom of the box, is it just a dispensable afternoon breeze for you?

The old man put his hands on his back, although he walked down from the top of the mountain and fell in this red dust place, but all the dust and filth naturally avoided it, although he looked directly at everyone, but there was no one present in the pupils, this is not arrogant, just as the ants can see the sun and the moon, but the sun and the moon do not see the ants, if the sun and the moon shine brightly, it is the luck of the ants, but it is not the original intention of the sun and the moon, so it is like this.

As soon as he spoke, the entire Chang'an could hear the ordinary and merry voice.

"Heaven and earth cannot be restrained, and cause and effect dare not fall. Why are you afraid of the law of the world? What is the Five Finger Mountain?"

As soon as the sound began, the shackles, the chains and shackles, the jade official seal, and the golden hands were all given in the air by an invisible, incomparable force, and after the words were finished, all these visions dissipated as if they had never appeared.

Yang Zhaopu's face turned pale, his body shook for a moment, and he almost fell down directly.

Those shackles and cages, chains and shackles are okay, but they are just the manifestation of their own celestial power, even if they are defeated, they can't hurt the roots, but the moment the official seal disappeared, he clearly felt that the entire Da Luo's national fortune was directly cut off by one percent, and he himself was implicated because of this, and the realm fell directly from the heavenly phase realm back to the positive state of mind, and the loss was not heavy, not only that, but he even felt the rejection of the entire Da Luo national fortune, or hostility.

The fortune of the country has a spirit, if you meet a minister, you should be tired of it!

After the golden hand collapsed, Master Zonghai's face also turned red, and he suddenly spit out a large mouthful of blood, and the whole person became a lot more depressed, his divine soul was seriously damaged, and the realm fell directly from the Heavenly Aspect Realm back to the Divine Aspect Realm, but he didn't care to check his injuries first, and his face changed greatly at the moment, and he said in shock: "You, you have detached?"

Yang Zhaopu, who had already become dizzy due to injuries and falls, heard this, and was even more like being struck by lightning, but he was puzzled in his heart.

The four great masters of the Central Plains are all extraordinary cultivation, this is a well-known thing in the world, Chang'an Wudu, the white-clothed soldier immortal, the true martial arts hall master, and the Luoyang martial god, are all recorded in the book by name and surname, and among the people who are not born, that is, the warden of the Shifang Town Demon Prison, and the red-haired old devil who got out of trouble before, maybe you have to add the leaders of various sects, you have the Hanging Mirror Division as your eyes, and the top masters in the world are enough to do it to the point of being like a few treasures, but I don't know when there are such masters in the world, and they happen to be bumped into by themselves?

Could it be that it is a predecessor who has been hidden for hundreds of years?

But how could such a person have anything to do with this kid?

Yang Zhaopu thought about it, but he couldn't figure it out, how could he know that the old man had attained the Tao thousands of years ago, and for thousands of years, only a few people knew about his existence, he didn't want people to know, and even the Nine Heavens True Immortal didn't dare to reveal his whereabouts.

As soon as Zong Hai's words fell, there was an old man wearing a yellow treasure light robe, stepping on cloth shoes, and kind eyes fell in front of Zong Hai. ”

The host of Qinglong Temple, the head of the inner sect can hold the rosary in one hand, lower his eyebrows and lower his eyes, stretch out his other hand, and gently pat Zong Hai's shoulder, a warm current crossed, and the damage to his soul was recovered, and then he bowed to the old man, but between the words, there was a little more unceremonious questioning.

"Since the donor is a true immortal, why bother with the regeneration of the world?"

The old man glanced at him and only asked four words: "You want to stop me?"

Zong Neng raised his head and said with a smile: "The poor monk wants to try." ”