But Yan Chuan on the side didn't do it, how could it be possible to let him go so simply!

"Blood Ancestor, what do you mean, just let him go, Blood Grandma is no longer a threat, I'll go and take him down!" Yan Chuan said ruthlessly.

How could he watch Li Qinglian leave with Qiankun Ding, it should be his own thing in the future.

After saying that, he was about to kill Li Qinglian, and his killing intent seemed to be condensed into substance, but the blood grandmother looked at this scene so lightly, and had no intention of making a move, because there was no need to ......

"I said let him go, don't you understand?" the Blood Ancestor shouted in a deep voice.

Yan Chuan's forward steps suddenly froze into the void, and he refused: "He has ...... in his hand."

"Let him go......" Blood Ancestor looked at Yan Chuan, his eyes did not contain the slightest emotion, but this made Yan Chuan fall into an ice cellar, and Blood Ancestor had already killed himself......

With his eyes flickering, he finally stopped, clenched his fists, and watched Li Qinglian leave unwillingly.

Yan Chuan didn't know what the Immortal Dao Fruit meant to the Blood Ancestor, I'm afraid only the Blood Ancestor knew it, there must be something between the Blood Ancestor and the Blood Ancestor that he didn't know......

Li Qinglian left after all, and even with Buyun Mad and the Nine Great Immortals, she felt pity in the sea of blood, looking at his back as she gradually drifted away, her body and mind were cold.

Whether she could achieve her wish, she never thought that Li Qinglian would make such a big noise when she entered Dao Lake, and as a result, her situation was very bad, how would the blood ancestor treat herself? Everything is unknown......

Li Qinglian took the Qiankun Ding and walked in the hill of red hope, and the nine great immortals also dispersed the Immortal Dao Array, all of them followed behind him, all of them were silent, and countless Daoist disciples of the Creation and Transformation left the battlefield and joined the team.

They all looked at Li Qinglian who was the first to take the lead curiously, after all, this war was led by him, for his return, the disciples were naturally full of joy, after all, they still vaguely remembered the figure on the void platform to turn the tide, he still has a high popularity in the Creation Taoism.

This time is not a success, and it is also not a failure, after all, the Qiankun Ding is in hand, and the goal has been achieved, but it is exchanged for the life of the blood grandmother.

Walking in the middle of the hill, Li Qinglian's mood was extremely heavy, as if she had a depressed breath and was unhappy.

The steps taken stopped in place, and he just stood there quietly, but the momentum he exuded was as terrifying as a volcano ready to attack.

Everyone also stopped, only to see Li Qinglian's face hideous.

"Roaring ......"

A roar was mixed with the depression in the chest, and the roar went straight through the green darkness, and countless beasts were frightened by this roar and fled in all directions, startling a flock of birds.

A green mountain in front of him was shattered by the roar, and in the midst of the smoke and dust, Li Qinglian's momentum slowly subsided, shattering the mountains and rivers with a roar.

Qiankun Ding finally got it, but his heart was empty, extremely uncomfortable, he had never been like this, he was powerless, but there was no way......

The corners of Bu Yun's mouth hooked up a wry smile, and he stepped forward and patted Li Qinglian's shoulder, he didn't know how many years he had cultivated, so he naturally knew the discomfort in Li Qinglian's heart.

Listening to that roar, the cultivators of the Creation Daoist Sect were also a little inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Let's go, I'm afraid there will be another incident if it's too late!" Li Qinglian's eyes flickered and he said in a deep voice, now is not the time for him to sink, he still needs to move forward bravely, and he must not stop a little.

Bu Yun nodded wildly, and the Chaos Bell in his hand flew, becoming infinitely large in the blink of an eye, closing everyone's bodies under the bell, shattering the void and leaving.

......

In front of the Shenxiu Peak of the Creation Daoist Sect, a large bell broke through the void with chaotic qi, and between the endless immortal light flying by, the disciples who were waiting in the Shenxiu Peak couldn't help but let out cheers.

When you return from the battle, no matter whether you win or lose, as long as you return, it is already something worth cheering.

With such a huge momentum, Chitaki naturally noticed it, put down what he was doing as soon as possible, raised his head and looked at the void, his eyes turned extremely quickly, just to find that figure of longing for the twilight.

A cold breath emanated from the dantian and spread all over the body, her hands and feet were cold, she couldn't help sweating, she was a little nervous, it had been five years, she had waited for five years......

Among the thousands of figures, she finally found the figure of the morning and twilight, after all, it was too conspicuous, holding the Qiankun Ding in her hand, in front of the crowd, white hair and blood and tears, and her spine was straight.

The first time I saw Li Qinglian, I found that there was no joy between his eyebrows, although he returned from a big victory, but with a touch of depression, others may not be able to see it, but Chitaki can see it.

wanted to look for him, but Li Qinglian and his party walked towards the Yaoguang Immortal Hall non-stop, after the war, there were too many things to deal with, and there was no room for slackness.

Qian Long resisted the impulse in his heart, held the vial containing the Nine Light Divine Water in his bare hand, and watched Li Qinglian and his party go away......

In the Yaoguang Immortal Palace, everyone sat down, and all of them who could sit here were soul snatchers, the nine immortal islands, and the masters of the two main veins were all here.

It was Qianshan Twilight, Su Tianming, and Hong Feng were also all there, all of whom played a vital role in that battle with Buyun's wild expedition to Chiwang Hill.

Everyone was looking at the main seat with burning eyes at the moment, Li Qinglian and Bu Yun Mad walked over, but an amazing scene happened, the main seat Bu Yun Mad didn't even sit.

Instead, she naturally walked to the side of the deputy seat and sat down, and in the stunned eyes of everyone, Li Qinglian sat on the main seat without concession!

No one knows what this means, which means that it is no longer Bu Yunmad who has the final say in the Daoist Sect, but Li Qinglian......

One by one, the soul snatchers looked at Buyun Maniac with flashing eyes, and he finally made a decision and chose to take a gamble.

"Bell!"

With a shake of the Qiankun Ding in his hand, he fell steadily to the ground, and smashed the stone slabs out of a deep pit, like a paste-like Dao Yun rippling endlessly in the Ding, with a trace of ripples.

At this moment, everyone's eyes couldn't help but focus on the Qiankun Ding, this is a veritable innate spiritual treasure, leaving endless legends on the desolate land, and now it is so quietly placed in front of their eyes, there is a feeling of unreality.

"You all know what this trip to Chiwang Hill is for!" Li Qinglian said lightly, looking around at everyone, although he was small, sitting on the main throne with both feet off the ground, it did not hinder his might.

It is a majesty that transcends everything, and it has been in the top position for a long time, and every move is full of majesty, and everyone can't help but look upright.

"Naturally, the value of the Qiankun Ding does not need to be mentioned, whether it is the Dao Yun in it or the Dao contained in the Ding, it is impossible for monks to meet!" Li Qinglian said with a twinkle in her eyes.

All the cultivators stared at the Qiankun Ding with fiery eyes, Li Qinglian was right, when it came to their realm, it was extremely difficult to move forward in the slightest, and the avenue contained in the Qiankun Ding, once it was comprehended thoroughly, it was naturally not helpful for cultivation.

"I didn't take this tripod alone, but everyone took it together, so I won't keep it for myself, but share it with everyone!" Li Qinglian looked around at everyone.

When the soul-snatching people heard this, they were naturally happy, you must know that this is an innate spiritual treasure, and the value of it naturally goes without saying, and Li Qinglian actually took it out to share with everyone?

"But there is no spirit in the Ding, but it is a dead Ding, how to make the envoy urge the power, I already have an idea in my heart, it will take a while to master, you don't worry, the specific method of use, I will discuss it with Buyun Maniac in the future." Li Qinglian nodded.

If this Qiankun Ding can't make it, it's a piece of iron lump, and its most powerful place is not to suppress everything, but to refine all things with Qiankun, and it is rumored that the nine-colored divine stone used by Nuwa Niangniang to make up the sky is refined with Qiankun Ding.

"Lord Qinglian, don't worry, you are so heart-to-heart with us, what are we dissatisfied with!" said the main body of the Broken Army Island.

"With Qiankun Ding, my sect will definitely be able to rise to prominence, and the cultivation of my disciples can be regarded as guaranteed!"

"Haha, it's cheaper for us old immortals, and it would be better if we could get one step closer now......"

The atmosphere in the hall can be described as joyful, sweeping away the haze, but it has greatly changed the situation of Taoism.

"Before that, have you forgotten the most important thing?" Li Qinglian said with a flash in her eyes.

Everyone was stunned, and Li Qinglian continued: "The Qiankun Ding is in hand, but we have to keep it, the name of the innate spirit treasure is too big, and the battle of Chiwang Hill is estimated to have spread all over the city, how to keep it is what we need to consider!"

Now that Qiankun Ding has fallen into the hands of Li Qinglian, it is well known that it is impossible for the major forces to have no ideas, after all, the capital is so big, who doesn't want the innate spirit treasure, Buyun Mad can press the fate of the Creation Taoism for this, why can't others.

One sentence came out, and the atmosphere in the field suddenly became solemn.

"After this battle, our losses can be said to be negligible, we have preserved our complete combat strength, everything depends on Lord Qinglian's planning, I think the most worrying thing is the Blood Cloud Sect, if they come to take ......" Qianshan Twilight hesitated.

Li Qinglian said firmly: "The Blood Cloud Sect will not make another move to win the championship, at least not in the next few years, don't think about ......"

"The Northern Witch Sect will not make a move on me, the Rolling Stone Demon Venerable of the Taotang Demon Clan...... It shouldn't be with me, Meng Yingtian's words to the Fox Desolate Venerable...... The possibility of making a move is extremely small," Li Qinglian said as she knocked on the table.

First eliminate the impossible shots, and then focus on dealing with the most likely ones, so targeted, the preparation is sufficient.

First of all, Candle Jiuyin would definitely not make a move on Li Qinglian, and Rolling Stone didn't have the heart to stir it up from the fact that he killed the Ghost Willow Demon, so it was also ruled out, and Huangzun stuck to Meng Ying, plus his attitude towards Li Qinglian, he also cut it out!

The rest is something to consider!