In the dead of night, Kunlun Mountain is silent. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the night, a mysterious figure jumped across the mountains and forests, approaching the prison where Ke Wang and the others were held.

Suddenly, a dazzling light flashed and swept towards him. The man was startled, and he stopped his steps and twisted behind him, narrowly avoiding the deadly light.

The light swept in front of the mysterious man, bringing a scar on his arm, and then slashed straight at the big tree behind him, directly cutting the big tree as thick as a person's hug, and the rest of the momentum continued unabated, and passed through several large trees before disappearing.

When the man saw that he had touched the mechanism, he must have alarmed the people of Kunlunmen, and he couldn't do anything, so he sighed, turned around and covered his injured arm, jumped and moved, and gradually disappeared.

Not long after, Cheng Xun, the head of Kunlun, hurried to the place of the incident with a group of people. There was still a pool of blood on the ground, but the man was long gone.

Cheng Xun didn't say a word, his face sank like water, he just stared at the bloodstains on the ground, with a crazy and tyrannical cruelty in his eyes. The surrounding Kunlunmen people all lowered their heads and did not dare to speak, for fear that they would be angered by this increasingly brutal leader.

After a long time, Cheng Xun's roar full of anger broke the suffocating and strange silence: "Go and check! Give it to this seat to check! Find out that it is the thief who ate the leopard's gall, and he actually dares to spy on the forbidden land! This seat wants to eat him alive!"

As if they had been pardoned, they hurriedly withdrew and went down to investigate.

Cheng Xun was still angry, pulled out a steel magic sword with his backhand, and swung it angrily, the surrounding plants and trees gradually withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, while those fallen trees lost their vitality in Sumeru, and gradually turned into powder, only the wind blew, and gradually dissipated between heaven and earth.

"I reported to the boss, and I didn't find any suspicious people around. "But for a moment, a disciple may have been eager to take credit, and he only searched around for a while and came back to his life.

Cheng Xun was furious: "That person was hit by the 'Clear Wind and Cold Light Sword Array' handed down by the ancestor, and the sword qi in his body was all over the place, how could he run out of Kunlun Mountain." It's clear that you didn't bother to check!"

The disciple was shocked, hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, and said to him, "Master...... The boss spares his life, the boss spares his life! I ...... I'm going to search again, again!"

"No need, you waste, it's a waste of food to keep it, go die!" Cheng Xun's eyes flashed a black gas, and the steel magic sword in his hand that made the grass and trees wither was raised high, and it was like this on the disciple's head.

The unlucky guy fell to the ground in an instant and struggled, his body was changing rapidly, and in just an instant, he changed from a young man to an old man in his old age. After a while, the man remained motionless, but died of old age!

And Cheng Xun harvested a human life, as if the depression in his heart had dissipated a lot, and he had returned to his usual calm.

"This seat just put Zhang Lingxue and his party in Kunlun Prison today, and someone immediately came to investigate at night. If it is Zhang Lingxue's companion outside, it is too coincidental. It must be the white-eyed wolf who reports the news and eats inside and out! Don't let this seat catch you, or this seat will definitely let you taste what life is better than death!" Cheng Xun gritted his teeth and said. He was born as the head of Kunlun, the president of the Cultivators Association, a high and powerful position, and he is used to being arrogant, and he has not encountered any troubles.

And this time, the "insiders" who broke the news in the "Xiuzhen Monthly" made Cheng Xun feel a long-lost threat. He knew it in such detail, even Cheng Xun's own rhetoric to the members who had the right to vote was word-for-word, he must be a traitor!

This time, he personally arrested Zhang Lingxue, half to threaten the Supernatural Investigation Bureau to withdraw the case, and half to use Zhang Lingxue and others as bait to find out the traitor lurking beside him. For this reason, he also deliberately used his family funds to set up his grandfather's "Breeze and Cold Light Sword Array" around Kunlun Prison. Unexpectedly, the traitor was so skilled that he was able to escape from the sword qi, which made Cheng Xun almost work in vain. This really made Cheng Xun uncomfortable.

"No matter who you are, you can't escape the palm of this seat!"

Cheng Xun secretly swore that his eyes were full of black gas, looking so weird and gloomy......

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The mysterious man fled back to his room in the Kunlun sect, quickly took off his night clothes, and a hideous scar appeared on his left arm. The scar was trembling slightly like a living thing, and blood was bubbling outward, and the injury had not healed for so long to stop the bleeding, and it was really strange.

The man sat down cross-legged, carried the Kunlun Sect's cultivation method, and ran up and down for three or four weeks, suppressing the blood and qi surging up and down his body. With a few soft "poof" sounds, the remnants of sword qi that invaded the body erupted from the wound, submerged into the night, and gradually dissipated.

He let out a long breath after stopping the bleeding in his left arm, erasing all the places that might have left traces, and carefully destroying all the evidence that might reveal his identity.

This time, he was careless. Unexpectedly, although Cheng Xun is becoming more and more unpopular, his brain is still so good, and his insidious and cunning are not inferior to those years.

He should have thought that Cheng Xun, the old fox, would not be defenseless, but he still stepped in without hesitation. His time is running out! Cheng Xun is already suspicious, and it will be a matter of time before he is discovered. Recently, Cheng Xun has banned the entire Kunlun Mountain, and no one can get out. If he can't contact the people from the Supernatural Investigation Bureau, he will be more than lucky. It's all to blame for those pig teammates in the "Cultivator Monthly", who actually betrayed his existence when the black news broke out! Recently, Cheng Xun has made frequent moves, and the purpose of thinking is not just the madness before death! It is more the delusion of wanting to make a comeback!

"I won't let you succeed, the blood debt of thirty years ago, it's time for you to pay it off!"

"Until then, I'm going to live well! I'm going to watch you come to an end before I die!"

"This is, my revenge!"

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Dragon and Tiger Mountain, the ancestral court of the Heavenly Master.

"Lingxue has been missing for a day, you haven't found out yet, where did they go?" At this time, in the apse of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, through the thick curtains, a slightly old female voice was shouting loudly.

What is jaw-dropping is that the one standing at the back of the palace to listen to the reprimand is actually Zhang Yuanling, the "contemporary heavenly master" who was canonized by the government. At this time, Zhang Yuanling did not have the majesty in front of people at all, and the treasure was solemn. He bowed his head and stood at His Highness with his hands bowed, looking depressed and frightened, and from time to time wiped away the fine sweat on his head with his hand.

Zhang Yuanling arched his hand again, and said with a smile: "Ancestor, don't be angry. The grandson has already asked people to check, and he will definitely be able to find the little girl. Don't worry too much. "According to seniority, Zhang Yuanling is Zhang Lingxue's cousin who has not passed five suits, so he always calls her a little girl.

But the old ancestor didn't follow: "Didn't you say that the plane was temporarily turned? Why? Haven't you found out where the plane went? Such a big plane can't have disappeared out of thin air!"

Zhang Yuanling's sweat suddenly broke out more, and he naturally knew where the plane Zhang Lingxue was on flew. Cheng Xun's mad dog is almost finished, and now he is catching and biting whom, dragging people into the water everywhere, even the people of his Dragon Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master Dao dare to touch it, if he leans over, he will inevitably be bitten off a few pieces of meat by that mad dog. Let the boys from the Supernatural Investigation Bureau solve it themselves, as minions of the government, if they don't even save their claws, they might as well simply disband!

However, the problem now is that he can't be the master of this Dragon and Tiger Mountain! The old ancestor in the hall is the backbone of their faction. If it weren't for the existence of this person, the Heavenly Master Dao would have been eliminated by the government during the ten years of catastrophe, and the scenery from there is today!

Therefore, he was both in awe and awe of this old ancestor, and did not dare to slack off in her requirements, so he had to honestly tell her about the current situation.

Sure enough, the old ancestor became anxious when he heard this, and immediately ordered him to send his disciples to Kunlun Mountain to save people. Although Zhang Yuanling was extremely reluctant, he still agreed, and gathered the disciples of the Heavenly Master Dao to go to Kunlun Mountain.

Although Longhushan was co-opted by the government, the secret suppression has not been less, and his canonization of this "contemporary heavenly master" has also been grinding for a long time before it was approved by the above. The government's small actions have also made the reputation of the Heavenly Master's Mansion much worse than before, and all the original elite disciples have been transferred to the Supernatural Investigation Bureau, and there are fewer and fewer disciples with foreign surnames who come to the mountain to vote, and in recent decades, they can't even find anyone with a Hui root.

Maybe the next generation of Heavenly Masters will be cut off.

Sometimes Zhang Yuanling also thought about resisting and leading the Heavenly Master Dao to restore the noble reputation of the ancient times, but he always dared not take a step over the thunder pool, he still remembered the catastrophe of the year, how could he forget it so quickly. Just eating and waiting to die to be this "contemporary Heavenly Master" who begs for death, that's not bad, as long as he is not the last Heavenly Master, he can proudly go and explain to the ancestors of the Zhang family.

"This mad dog will make trouble for me!" Zhang Yuanling scolded fiercely.

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And the Supernatural Investigation Bureau, which Zhang Yuanling had high hopes for, was jumping for a while.

Since the establishment of the Supernatural Investigation Bureau, there has never been such a major case! The president of a small cultivator association actually dared to provoke the government and openly kidnap and threaten the head of the special operations team of the Supernatural Investigation Bureau! Is he crazy?

The crowd was excited, and the people in the Supernatural Investigation Bureau almost signed a joint letter asking to go to Kunlun Mountain!

But the strange thing is that the director Chen Yuanchao has never said a word, leaving all the reports asking for the attack on Kunlun Mountain, which has caused everyone to be very displeased, but they dare not say anything. After all, although the director is usually not very reliable, his prestige has always been undiminished. They all believe that as long as the director takes action, everything can be solved.

At this time, the director Chen Yuanchao sat in the office, looking at the threat letter sent to him separately by Mileage in the drawer, his face was expressionless, but the cold glint that occasionally flashed in his eyes undoubtedly explained his mood.

There were only a few short sentences on it: "Old friend, we are all grasshoppers on a rope, why bother to do things." I'm dead, and you're not going to be okay, it's a big deal that everyone will play together! You have a share in that incident thirty years ago!"

Chen Yuanchao closed the drawer and locked it, took off the gold-rimmed glasses that he had been wearing on his eyes, closed his eyes, and fell into deep thought.

When he opened his eyes again, the light in his eyes became chilling for a moment:

"It's time to clean up, you mad dog who eats your master!"