The dark clouds in the sky, wrapped in bursts of thunder, swept the entire Central Plains, on top of the Ming Mountain, where the dust was flying, outside the Hall of Eternal Life, Wan Sheng stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes were full of fanaticism, he had waited too long for this day.

Ahead, an immortal ship stood in the void, its hull emitting black light, and various sigils were engraved everywhere, and hundreds of demons were working together to control it.

"Door Master!" Tai Shi Mu stepped forward, "Thanks to the Gate Master who taught me the method of sigils, although this ship is not as convenient as the Penglai Immortal Ship now, as long as someone keeps instilling spiritual power, it can fly to the sky!"

"Okay!" Wan Sheng responded, turned his head to look at the poison god, and asked, "What does the poison brother think?"

The poison god stepped forward, his right hand was filled with poisonous gas, and gently touched the hull of the ship, and the hundreds of demons on the ship suddenly sensed it, and a layer of black gas cover quickly formed, shaking that hand open.

"Brother Wan is really generous and has built such a sturdy immortal ship, it seems that this trip to Penglai is bound to be won!" the poison god praised.

Wan Sheng smiled and glanced back at Ning Tu.

Ning Tu understood, stepped forward and said, "Master, it's ready, just wait for your order, you can set off at any time!"

"Very good!" Wan Sheng nodded with satisfaction, "Now then!"

"Yes, Master!" Ning Tu replied, and he slowly retreated.

At the same time, the poison god also made a look at the poison punishment.

The torture stood up and said, "Master, I'll go with Brother Ning!"

"The apprentice is kind, don't mind Brother Wan!" said the poison god with a smile.

"Where, where!" Wan Sheng also smiled, "Brother Poison, please get on board!"

The poison god did not shirk, took the lead in boarding the immortal ship, and praised: "It is really magnificent!"

Wan Sheng glanced at the ghost eyes and said, "Sir, get on the boat!"

The Onimu leaped forward and boarded the fairy ship.

"Xin'er!" Wan Sheng saw that Ning Xin was looking around, and he didn't board the ship for a long time, and asked, "Aren't you going with your teacher?"

"Master, where is the deputy sect master?" Ning Xin hesitated for a moment and asked.

Wan Sheng replied lightly: "He has something important, and he should arrive later!"

"If that's the case, then I'm here to pick up the deputy sect master!" Ning Xin said, "When the time comes, I will meet with the master!"

Wan Sheng thought for a while, nodded and said: "There is a West Mountain between Qingcheng Mountain and Lichuan Valley, and there is no Yingxue Lake in West Mountain, you may be able to wait for him when you go there!"

"Thank you, Master!" Ning bowed and didn't ask more.

The thunder roared, the torrential rain poured down, and the immortal ship runes were dense, flashing with black light, planting all saints and others slowly submerged into the clouds.

"Yingxue Lake!" Ning Xin glanced at the direction in which Ning Tu disappeared, which was the direction of Xishan, and suddenly felt an ominous feeling in his heart.

Sacrifice the Frost Sword, and under the pouring rain, Ning Xin quickly chased after it.

Qingcheng Gate, in the Hall of Despair, the wind is raging, Wan Qing is meditating on his knees, and the aura outside the body is pure, and there is no trace of color.

"Master!" Ling'er walked into the main hall and said anxiously, "The Demon Sect has attacked the mountain!"

Wan Sheng opened his eyes and shot out a golden light, and the powerful aura quickly restrained, and said calmly: "Don't panic!

Ling'er looked at the master in surprise, just now for a moment, she felt that the master's aura was too powerful, and even made her panic!

"I'll go too!" Wan Ting walked in, dressed in white.

Wan Sheng looked at Wan Ting and finally nodded.

Jiejian Cliff, since ancient times, on that stone tablet, there are countless runes, Qingcheng Gate is a thousand years old, here is the most important place.

However, this place is facing a huge crisis at this moment, and the dense demons are flooding this place like a tide, and under the rainstorm, the swords in their hands are shining with the luster of the cold, and they are running wildly.

"Charge me!" Poison Torture and Ning Tu sat in the rear, ordering loudly.

"Qingcheng disciples listen to the order, form a formation seal!" Cang Song's voice came, and his disciple Ouyang Shaohua and others were confronting the demons, and it was difficult to separate the killing for a while.

"Two back disciples, dare to kill Qingcheng Mountain, it's really brave!" Cang Song snorted coldly, crossed countless demon disciples, and pounced on the poison torture and Ning disciple alone.

The two of them were not ambiguous, the magic light flashed, and they were entangled with Cang Song.

Cang Song is worthy of being a high-ranking Qingcheng elder, he thundered with a single sword, and the monstrous mana continued to pour out, and it was inseparable from the two for a while.

"Whew!" Suddenly, the wind howled, mixed with a strange ray of cold light, it was a small piece of frost, and it followed the strong wind, silently sinking into Cang Song's body.

Cang Song's face changed, his whole body quickly froze, he frantically used his mana to dispel the cold, his eyes burst into flames, staring at the woman in blue who suddenly appeared in front of him, since Wan Qian came back, he had made a portrait of the Demon Sect, and there was this person among them.

"Senior sister!" Ning Tu stepped forward, "Why are you here?"

"Have you seen the deputy door master?" Ning Xin was a little worried.

"Deputy Sect Master?" Ning Tu shook his head and said in a low voice, "Master just asked us to contain Qingcheng Gate here!

"Huh!" Ning looked around.

"Ning Xin!" Cang Song gritted his teeth, that time in Mangshan, it was this woman who set up a seven-killing array and killed countless Qingcheng disciples, this woman was more vicious than Ning Tu's poisonous torture.

"Hehe!" Ning Xin smiled, "Why, my name has been passed to Qingcheng Mountain, what an honor!"

"Demon girl, suffer death!" Cang Song roared, the sword in his hand flashed with a terrifying aura, and a strong sword qi slashed out on the spot.

"Old thing!" Ning Xin's face sank, and he raised his frost sword, sideways to avoid it, and fought with Cang Song.

Seeing this, Ning Tu and the poisonous torture were not ambiguous, and besieged Cangsong with one enemy and three.

With Ning Xin's joining, Cang Song was not as easy as just now, he was forced to hurry, and frequently retreated, until two women in white joined the battle group, which turned the situation around.

"Wan Ting!" Ning Xin was shocked, not understanding how she could be here.

"Demon girl!" Wan Ting's face turned cold, and she clenched the Qingying Sword, wrapped in a strong sword intent, and pounced on Ning Xin.

"What the hell is going on!" Ning Xin was even more puzzled, Wan Ting didn't seem to know her, she really regarded her as an evil demon, and her tricks were fatal.

"Do you remember Yuan Qi?" asked Ning Xin tentatively.

"Yuan Qi!" Wan Ting's figure was stunned, and it was her name again, when she thought of it, her head hurt very much, and she hugged her head tightly, "Yuan Qi, who is Yuan Qi! Who am I!"

"Amnesia!" Ning muttered to himself, wanting to step forward and look at her.

"Senior sister, retreat!" Ning Tu suddenly shouted, and countless demon disciples quickly withdrew.

"Wan Qing!" Ning Xin's face changed greatly, high in the sky, a figure stood, the pouring rain could not cover his body at all, in the haze, a powerful spiritual power spread rapidly, and countless demons were instantly purified into ashes.

Ning Xin took a deep look at Wan Ting, who was holding her head in pain, and resolutely turned to leave.

"See the master!" the Qingcheng disciples bowed in unison.

"Master, these demons are really hateful, when I go to pursue them, I will definitely wipe them out!" Cang Song stepped forward and said.

"No need, they're containing, they don't really want to attack Qingcheng Mountain!" Wan Qing shook his head, "You just need to guard here!"

"What about you?" asked Cangsong.

"It's time for me to leave too!" Wan Qing's eyes were sharp, and a powerful battle intent erupted from his body, "The real battlefield is still in Penglai!"

"Boss, Qingcheng doesn't have you in charge, I'm afraid it won't work!" Cang Song reminded.

"It doesn't matter, there is a magic circle set up by my ancestor in Qingcheng Mountain, even if Wan Sheng comes in person, it is impossible to attack it!" Wan Qing's body floated, quickly rose into the air, and turned into a ball of golden light and left.

The downpour was still falling, the lightning and thunder seemed to be even more ferocious, and under the rain, Wan Ting was a little embarrassed, and the mud stained her white clothes, making her whole person look strange.

"Senior sister!" Ling'er stepped forward, tied a gray cloak for her, and comforted, "It's okay, go back!"

"Ahh

"Senior sister!" Wan Ling shouted, and in a hurry, he also sacrificed a fairy sword and chased after him.

The remaining Qingcheng disciples looked at this scene blankly, feeling that it was not possible to chase it, nor was it to stop!

"That's it, it shouldn't be anything!" Cang Song sighed, "I'll just wait here to guard it again!"

At the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, Ning Xin was very anxious, and the sense of ominous premonition became stronger and stronger, and she said to herself: "Yingxue Lake, Xishan!

"Senior sister, let's wait a while, we may have to attack the mountain, do you want to come with us?" asked Ning Tu.

"No, senior brother, be careful, I've left beforehand!" Ning Xin glanced at the poisoning, and without waiting for Ning Tu to answer, he flew in the direction of Xishan.

"Brother Ning!" Seeing Ning Xin walking away, the poison torture said, "I also have something to do, I may have to go and have a round with Master, so I'll hand it over to Brother Ning first!"

Ning Tu said indifferently: "Brother Poison is free!"

The poison god laughed dryly, his body turned into a black mist, and he left quickly.

Lethe Valley, at this moment, the war is surging, the torrential rain, the thunder roars, the sky and the earth, everywhere are the fighting of demons and Qingcheng disciples, the top sky, a dark immortal ship stands, wearing it and constantly demons come out.

"Millennial Qingcheng, it's really not simple! These two protectors of the Wind and Cloud Sail are enough to resist one side!" The poison god said lightly, his eyes fixed on an old man's body, and his face changed, "Isn't that the ancient madness of the past?"

"That's right!" Wan Sheng nodded, "It was he who went to the wilderness with Wan Qing back then, and asked Tuke to help him and punish the Emperor together!"

"Hey, Wan Qian is also there!" The cold light flashed in the eyes of the poison god, he glanced at Wan Sheng, and said, "This Qingcheng Mountain seems to be full of people!"

"Hehe!" Wan Sheng sneered, his face full of confidence, "It's okay, Wan Qing doesn't come, and many people here are all local chickens and dogs!"

"Kill!" There was a long howl below, Gu Madness, Yun Fan and Wan Qian rushed to the sky, went upstream, and boarded the immortal ship.

"The demon is killed!" Wan Qian snorted coldly, and the human sword turned into a green dragon, roaring in the rainstorm!

"Hmph!" Ghost's face was hideous, and the demon figure behind him slowly rose, transforming into a huge skeleton and meeting him.

"It's good to come!" the poison god burst into tears, waving a pair of poisonous hands to meet the ancient madness at the front.

The old man in the back smiled, the big gold tooth in his mouth was shining, and he stepped forward alone and met Yunfan!

Under the dark clouds, Wan Shengli and the immortal boat did not make a move, and the black robe clanged under the wind, making his whole person look extremely elegant: "Tai Shimu, don't care about these people, drive the immortal boat, and rush into the sea of thunderclouds for me!"

"Yes!" Tai Shi Mu replied.

"Woo~~Woo~" The fairy ship is densely covered with runes, and it is about to start moving again.

"Leave it for me!" Wan Qian shouted, and the Taiji diagram appeared behind him, and he printed it on the immortal boat.

"Hehe, the god must have such attainments, and you can be regarded as a genius!" Wan Sheng praised, his right hand was raised slightly, and the Taiji diagram slowly dissipated in his palm, "If Wan Qing uses this trick, I may be taboo, but you, your cultivation is still short, and you are not qualified enough, give it back to you, bah!"

The blue light burst out in Wan Sheng's hand, and a Taiji Diagram Seal was re-conceived in his hand and punched out.

Wan Qian spat blood from his mouth and fell from the sky, he didn't dare, his trick would be broken so easily.

"Enough!" Wan Sheng's figure burst out, with him as the center, bursting out with rumbling blue light, Yun Fan, was also shaken off the immortal ship, and among the three, only Gu Madness was still holding on.

"I can't think of it!" Gu Madness snorted coldly, "Back then, the master was soft-hearted and caused a big disaster!"

"Soft-hearted!" Wan Sheng sneered, "Waste my skills, kill my beloved wife, how could he have been soft-hearted, the cause of the year, he has to repay it today!"

"It's because you have a bad mind and fell into the realm of fallen immortals, and the master was afraid that you would fall into the devil, so he wasted your fifth-layer skills!" Gu Madness said coldly, "Everything is your own fault, and you can't blame others!"

"Really, then I have to thank him!" Wan Sheng said, leaving an afterimage on the spot, and with one palm, wrapped in monstrous demonic energy, he forcibly knocked Gu Mad down the immortal ship.

Gu Mad stared at the magic light on Wan Sheng's body, and reprimanded angrily: "My Heavenly Transformation Ancient Technique, one of the three great masteries of Qingcheng, was actually evolved by you like this, and you were once a disciple of Qingcheng!"

"I'm not from Qingcheng for a long time, and everything in Qingcheng is not uncommon to me!" Wan Sheng looked down, and the fairy ship flashed by, and in a blink of an eye, it disappeared into the sea of thunderclouds.

The land of the West Mountains, the Lake of Reflecting Snow, is huge and vast, located between the Qingcheng Mountains and Chiba Castle, where the jungle is permeated, and birds and beasts emerge in an endless stream.

Heavy rain knocked down the surface of the lake, splashing countless waters. In the sky, a white figure flew quickly, and an ancient mirror behind his head emitted a rumbling blue light, blocking the splash of the torrential rain.

Wan Qing's eyes were indifferent, staring at the front, not paying the slightest attention to the crisis below.

"Roar!" The lake suddenly roared, and saw the water burst out, and a red sword qi, like a long rainbow through the sun, intercepted Wan Qing, and in the heavy rain, withered and stood opposite Wan Qing with the sword of breaking love.

"Absolute Senior Brother!" Wan Qing frowned, "Are you here to get in my way?"

Ku Jue didn't speak, but the love-breaking sword in his hand kept roaring, stirring up the entire lake, and one after another lines appeared, enveloping Wan Qing in it.

"Seven Star Formation!" Wan Qing's face changed slightly, staring at the withered, and said coldly, "Senior brother, it seems that this battle cannot be avoided!"

Withered said lightly, "Come on!"