When Ye Qianqiu was puzzled, Xuanquan took out another puppet and played with it in his hand.

"What is this?" Ye Qianqiu asked unconsciously. This kid came out to run for his life, and he still carried so many toys, does his master know?

"It's a hero. Xuanquan replied: "If it weren't for him, we wouldn't have had time to run for our lives!"

Then, Ye Qianqiu finally understood that why the disciples of Xuantian Pavilion were able to successfully escape for their lives in the end was entirely because when they were attacked, a big man suddenly appeared and tried his best to protect them.

The two fought in the dark, and the disciples of Xuantian Pavilion were able to escape smoothly when they were fighting.

Who this person is, Ye Qianqiu doesn't need to think about it to know. The monk who will fight his life to save the disciples of Xuantian Pavilion in the Ascension Period, except for the Xuantian Pavilion's ascended Founding Ancestor, it can't be anyone else.

When Xuanquan and Ye Qianqiu were chatting about the deeds of the "hero", Wei Lingkong had already broken away from the encirclement of his disciples.

Although he is the leader of Xuantian Pavilion's generation, this kind of leadership is only in cultivation and comprehension, compared to the ability to appease these panicked junior brothers and sisters, a hundred Wei Lingkong is not comparable to Ye Qianqiu.

Therefore, without Ye Qianqiu's help, the only thing Wei Lingkong could do was to listen. After listening to it, he couldn't give an effective suggestion.

After a long time, those disciples also knew that this senior brother was unreliable.

"Chiaki, let's take them out. When Wei Lingkong found Ye Qianqiu, the first thing he said was this. There is no danger outside, so you can't keep your juniors and sisters in this place all the time.

Ye Qianqiu looked at Wei Lingkong like a fool, I'm afraid that this thing was not stupid by the disciples of Xuantian Pavilion who didn't know how long they hadn't taken a bath.

"Do you remember what Master said when he handed you the key to the Sword Tomb?" Ye Qianqiu asked.

Wei Lingkong nodded, of course he remembered.

"Then you're still letting them out?" Ye Qianqiu rolled her eyes.

Nangong Zhenren is not around now, but what Nangong Zhenren wants to do, Ye Qianqiu knows. Nangong Zhenren should have the same idea as the head of the Heavenly Dome Sect. In such an extraordinary period, the closure of the mountain by the sect is the right way.

Instead of letting the disciples in the sect fight with a group of monks who have cultivated beyond their imagination, it is better to close the mountain so that the disciples can continue to grow.

Therefore, at this time, not to mention that these disciples have just not taken a bath for a long time, even if they all stink, they can't be allowed to go out.

"I remember that on the other side of the Sword Tomb, there was still a group of people trapped. Ye Qianqiu propped his head: "The place where that group of people stays seems to be quite suitable for life." "Although the living conditions in the place where the mad disciples in the Xuantian Pavilion are imprisoned are not very good, it is much stronger than the lack of grass in the Sword Mountain here.

After Ye Qianqiu's reminder, Wei Lingkong remembered the existence on the other side of the Sword Tomb.

"Then I'll take them over there?" Wei Lingkong asked.

"Do you still need to ask me about this?" Ye Qianqiu continued to roll his eyes.

Waiting for Wei Lingkong to take the disciples of Xuantian Pavilion to the other side of the Sword Tomb, Ye Qianqiu's gaze fell on the entrance of the Sword Tomb.

"Sister Ye, don't you want to go out at this time. "There were no people who left with the large army, only Yue Lingyuan and the disciples of Lingxiao Palace. The clansmen of the Liu clan have been arranged by him in the Panlong Ascension Pillar, and the disciples of Xuantian Pavilion have all gone to a new place, only the disciples of Lingxiao Palace have to follow Ye Qianqiu.

"I always felt like something was wrong. Ye Qianqiu looked at the entrance and spoke in a heavy tone.

It stands to reason that the Sword Tomb should be the safest place that Ye Qianqiu can find, this place seems to be another world, although there is an entrance to Xuantian Pavilion, it is difficult to enter here, or if you want to leave here, it is difficult to do it.

However, when staying in this seemingly safe place, Ye Qianqiu's heart was very uneasy for a while. She always felt that she had overlooked something.

On the other side of Xuantian Pavilion, the people who were imprisoned were also disciples of Xuantian Pavilion.

Those people are crazy and cruel, but when they meet their peers, they still retain the most basic conscience.

When they saw Ye Qianqiu, the madmen who wanted to add food, but after meeting the disciples of Xuantian Pavilion, what they showed was the demeanor of the seniors who cared for the younger generations.

Therefore, when letting the disciples of Xuantian Pavilion live in the settlement area, Wei Lingkong hardly had to exert any effort.

After settling down with his junior brothers and sisters, Wei Lingkong immediately turned back. He wanted to close the open Sword Tomb according to Ye Qianqiu's request.

However, when he arrived at the entrance of the Sword Tomb, Wei Lingkong suddenly found that closing the door now had become a luxury.

Because, at the entrance of the Sword Tomb, on the Sword Mountain, I don't know when, there were two more people.

The first to see these two people was of course not Wei Lingkong, but Ye Qianqiu and Yue Lingyu, who had been staying in place. Speaking of which, it is also Yue Lingkite's crow beak that is powerful.

When Ye Qianqiu was inexplicably uneasy, Yue Lingyuan half-jokingly said that the gate of the Sword Tomb was so open, be careful that someone would break in.

Ye Qianqiu originally thought that Yue Lingyuan was joking, after all, the location of the Sword Tomb was not conspicuous, and it was not easy to find the entrance.

As a result, as soon as Yue Lingyuan's voice fell, a white light flashed in the sky. The barrier in the top of the Sword Tomb was torn open by a sword light.

Then a man fell from the sky and staggered for several times before he could stand on the top of Sword Mountain. Before the fallen man could stand, another person rushed into the Sword Tomb.

The two of them fell face to face on top of Wan Jian, still facing each other.

When Wei Lingkong arrived, the time for the confrontation between the two had passed, and the sword cultivator was holding the sword again.

"That's Xuantian Pavilion's swordsmanship, that sword cultivator, is a disciple of Xuantian Pavilion. Wei Lingkong's voice quickly reached Ye Qianqiu's ears.

As soon as Wei Lingkong's words fell, another voice also sounded, and the person who spoke this time was a disciple of Lingxiao Palace who had been following Ye Qianqiu: "That Fa cultivator, it seems that it belongs to our Lingxiao Palace!"

Ye Qianqiu smiled bitterly, although what the two of them said was not wrong, it was not entirely correct.

The two who are fighting above their heads, where are the disciples of Lingxiao Palace and Xuantian Pavilion, one of them is the palace master of Lingxiao Palace, and the other is the ancestor of Xuantian Pavilion!

The ancestor of Xuantian Pavilion, Ye Qianqiu didn't recognize it. But that white-clothed and white-haired monk, if Ye Qianqiu didn't know him, he would really be a hell of a monk.

The white-clothed monk was the palace master of Lingxiao Palace seven thousand years ago, the person Ye Qianqiu had called his father for more than three thousand years.

Above their heads, the two bigwigs who are fighting still have advantages and disadvantages in strength. The cultivation time was completely inferior to the sword cultivation of the palace master of Lingxiao Palace, and he fell into disadvantage again, only this time he had nowhere else to escape.

Jian Xiu was shot down again, and this time the direction in which he fell was Ye Qianqiu's side.

It wasn't until Jian Xiu fell down in this direction that he realized that there were still a few people here. Seeing that he was about to hit these juniors, the sword cultivator could only shout urgently: "Wait for the hurry and retreat!"