"Yes, the Ten Thousand Beasts Sword Codex was taught to me by Barut. Master!"

Lao Qian replied hurriedly, and frantically rushed towards Yi Qing who was lying on the ground, although he knew that Xi Qing's life was still slim, but as long as there was a glimmer of hope, Qian Xing would do his best to see if he could pull the master back from the underworld!

Lao Qian's left hand reached out to the back of Yi Qing's neck, and when he lifted it up, his heart sank, bad! There was no pulse in his neck at all, and the whole person was completely out of breath.

"Master, master, don't die, master!"

Anxious, Lao Qian's voice was a little out of tune.

Lao Qian hurriedly took out a bottle of "Nine Shades and Yang Pill", and poured the mouth of the bottle into the mouth of the Yi Qingdao man.

There is still some residual warmth in the mouth of the people of the Tao of the Qing Dynasty, and the Nine Shades Returning Yang Pill, as soon as it enters the mouth of the Qing Dynasty, it turns into a thin stream of light green sè, flowing into the throat of the Qing Dynasty, and the elegant and resentful medicinal fragrance can be asked dozens of meters away, indicating the high-quality and good medicinal effect of the Nine Shades Returning Yang Pill.

However, more than a dozen grains of Jiuyou Returning Yang Pill were poured into Yi Qing's mouth, and Xi Qing Lao Dao did not see any movement, and the eight-character rat whiskers that Qian Xing was familiar with were never driven by breathing, and the pair of jīng Ming's small eyes were always not opened!

"It's useless, this child's internal organs have been completely shattered, if only I had come one step earlier!"

The Purple Thunder Daoist shook his head and sighed.

Qian Luck Gong took a look into Yi Qing's body!

The whole person is like falling into an ice cave. Sure enough, all the internal organs have been shattered into pieces, even if the gods come, it will be difficult to save!

In Lao Qiandi's eyes, two crystal splashes kept moving. Finally, down the corner of the eye!

How many years. Since he was seven years old, Lao Qian has not cried. However, today. Old money is in tears again!

The master is dead! For so many years, the master who has been the most haode to me has just died!

This Purple Thunder Dao person was so far away that he actually investigated the situation in Xi Qing's body clearly. This cultivation is terrifying.

If you had come a little earlier, the master would not have died!

Suddenly, a resentment, like a poisonous snake, spread in Lao Qian's heart, and now it is here, no matter how high the cultivation is, it is useless again.

All of a sudden. Old money is like crazy. The Purple Thunder Daoist yelled: "Purple Thunder Master Uncle Ancestor, your cultivation is so high, weishenme don't come early! You come a little earlier." The master will not die!

weishenme When Jiaolong besieged my land, you didn't come forward to stop it?

Jiaolong, he wants to arrest me, it's not for the cultivation method of the first layer of Yimu Shenlei, with your cultivation, you must know!"

Facing Qian Xing's rude questioning, Ziting Daoist showed a ashamed expression on his face.

"Mi Lan, the affairs of the sect are too complicated, especially the Qingyi Sect, a big sect that has been inherited for thousands of years!

Jiao Long, he is at least the official head, for the sake of the overall situation, it's not what I want to do, just do it, you have to take care of the overall situation. ”

It's okay that the people of Ziting Dao didn't say it, but as soon as they said it, Lao Qian felt even more angry, and shouted loudly: "For the overall situation?

All my master's life, he has dreamed of regaining the first half of the Otogi God Thunder and recasting the glory of Qingyimen!

What is the big picture, isn't this the biggest game?

However, he was betrayed by his peers!

Jiaolong betrayed us to Xuantianmen, and let the master be beaten to death by the iron plate Taoist!?

This is the big picture? This is the big picture -- bullshit!"

"Hmm-"

Zi Ting Dao Man's face was embarrassed, and he was suddenly choked speechless, so he had to sigh, stretched out his hand, and rolled up, and a blue light rolled up the corpse of the Qi Qing Dao Man.

Then, he looked at Lao Qian: "Mi Lan, the first half of Yimu Shenlei, is in the hands of Xia Zhuguo, the king of Southern Qi Kingdom, that is, the master of Xuantian Gate.

In his year, if you retrieve the first half of the Yimu Divine Thunder, I hope that you will return the complete first half of the Yimu Divine Thunder to me for the sake of the virtue of Yiqing's teaching to you, so that the Qingyi Gate will not be lost.

I will also give you a copy of the second half of the recipe of the Otogi Divine Thunder, so that after practicing all the Otogi Divine Thunder, you will be able to become a thousand-captain in the Colosseum, and the chances of saving your life will be greater!"

"You--old money stammered.

The Purple Thunder Daoist smiled lonely: "Although I am far worse than that guy in Barut, I am also the captain of the Colosseum!"

Be careful of the Wind Blue Eagle of Xuantian Gate, that is their domesticated reconnaissance beast, you can only enter the mountain with high-level demon beasts, this Wind Blue Eagle, will not dare to enter the reconnaissance.

The rules of the wood system, I can't teach you anything, I am a wind system, a practitioner of the wood system and two lines of liliang, and the Taoist rules of the wood system liliang are not what I am good at, you have more than me, and you have to comprehend one more!

Go ahead, boy, I believe in you, you can do it!

Remember, any liliang rule must be comprehended to the extreme!"

Before the old money could reply, a breeze blew in place.

In an instant, the breeze of the green sè dispersed, but in a radius of dozens of miles, the shadow of the Purple Thunder Dao people was no longer visible!

"Sudden-Peng!"

A five-meter-long blue eagle, like a stone, fell heavily a hundred meters away from Lao Qian, no need to ask, this blue eagle is the wind blue eagle of Xuantianmen!

Although standing in front of Lao Qian, when did Zi Ting make a move against this blue eagle hovering more than a thousand meters in the air, Lao Qian didn't see it at all!

Old Qian opened his mouth and looked at the place where the Purple Thunder Daoist was originally standing, his back was completely soaked with sweat. After a long time, he said loudly: "Sun, Captain Wan, if you open your mouth and blow, I will be finished with ten! No, my cultivation will be intensified!"

Lao Qian turned around, changed his original direction of escape, and walked towards the continuous Tanggu Mountain.

Tanggu Mountain is a mountain range that crosses half of the heavens and stars, crossing more than a dozen countries, and is 160,000 miles long!

In this mountain range, all kinds of high-level demons are rampant, although the mountain range crosses more than a dozen countries, but in every country, Tanggu Mountain, is a place that only a few strong people can enter.

For the vast majority of people, entering there can only become the excrement of demon beasts!