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A smile flashed at the corner of Long Qiong's mouth, and his big hand slapped on the Heavenly Spirit Cover of the Pure Yin Ghost Spirit, and suddenly a miserable scream resounded across the battlefield, and several Nether Chains appeared on the Pure Yin Ghost Spirit's body, hooking its body and quickly turning into a ghost flame that was sucked into Long Qiong's body.

After doing this, Long Qiong slowly glanced at the battlefield and said, "Don't you want to pursue yet, don't you want to avenge your dead comrades?"

Suddenly, the dead and silent battlefield of the Netherworld Mountain was noisy again, but at this time, the ghost city of Huangquan was defeated like a mountain, losing the ghost king, and it was even more shocked by the deterrence of the mysterious young man, although there were still many generals, but no one dared to come forward to challenge, all of them desperately escaped, chased out more than 100 miles in a row, countless casualties, and the ghosts were all over the field along the way, and there were corpses of people in the ghost town of Huangquan everywhere.

And the remaining disciples on the Netherworld Mountain all looked at the people in front of them excitedly and worshipfully, Long Qiong glanced at the battlefield, and when he found that Liu Qing's team had returned and was waving at him excitedly, he smiled slightly and slowly flew to the top of the Netherworld Mountain, where a person looked at him with a complicated face.

In the Soul Hall of the Netherworld Mountain, this usually deserted hall has a different atmosphere at this time, Long Qiong looked at his own ranking and portrait on it with a complicated face, and sighed: "Sect Master, these days ......"

Long Qianhuan stretched out his hand to stop him, looked at Long Qiong with satisfaction, and said, "Long Jiu has already told me about your experience, I won't ask about it." As for how the mountain came over the past few decades, you don't need to ask. If you can rush back when the sect is in danger, you are already worthy of your status as a disciple of Netherworld Mountain. ”

Long Qiong was silent for a moment and said, "Is my father okay, I heard that he was ambushed and seriously injured in a big battle. ”

"That's right, but the man who ambushed your father has been killed by me myself, and is a doppelganger of a ghost king. A cold glint flashed in Long Qianhuan's eyes.

At this moment, a series of footsteps sounded outside the hall, and then several people walked in, a middle-aged person, with a face of vicissitudes and a trace of scars on the corners of his eyebrows, after coming in, he rushed directly to Long Qiong and hugged him, and said excitedly: "Senior brother, for so many years, if Liu Qing hadn't come to tell me in person just now, I still don't believe it's you!"

This person is Liu Zhi, Long Qiong also hugged him excitedly, and looked at it carefully, although the two are the same family, but because there are too many brothers in the sect before, they don't actually have too many feelings, but they have experienced great changes in the past few decades, especially Liu Zhi, who witnessed the powerlessness of witnessing one senior brother die in front of his eyes, and naturally loves Long Qiong, who is not only a junior brother but also the savior of this war.

The two exchanged together for a while, and then Liu Zhi noticed the people behind him, so he laughed out loud and said, "Look at me, I'm excited, junior brother, these are the new leaders of our Netherworld Mountain in the past few decades, and they all came out of the sea of fire in the Sword Mountain." ”

Liu Zhi's personality is already different from a few decades ago, perhaps because he has participated in too many life and death battles, and he will no longer suppress his emotions, for fear that seeing each other after separation will be life and death. Long Qiong didn't feel unfamiliar, but had a more intimate feeling, he actually still felt empty in his heart, these few days have become decades, for him, if there is only one such thing as protecting the sect, it is still a little difficult to accept, and now seeing that the senior brother and the sect master and his father are all safe and sound, he has regained that sense of belonging.

Immediately introduced each other again, Long Qiong said: "Sect Master, I wanted to ask before, every time Huangquan Ghost City came to fight before, since it was a clone of the ghost king, why did it become a pure yin ghost spirit this time, and judging from his use of ten thousand ghost blood puppets, it was clear that he didn't want people to notice." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present fell into deep thought, they were all people who participated in every war, and naturally understood Long Qiong's words.

Long Qianhuan pondered for a moment, and said: "Although the grievances between us and the ghost city of Huangquan are not small, but the real sharp war was twenty years ago, what happened twenty years ago, although we investigated some eyebrows, but it seems that it is not enough to start a war, in the past twenty years, the ghost city of Fengdu has continuously sent troops to come, although our Netherworld Mountain is also full of holes, but the ghost town of Huangquan will not be good......"

Long Qiong's heart moved when he heard this, and almost everyone present exclaimed, "Could it be that there has been a mutiny in the ghost city of Huangquan!" The ghost king can no longer control the ghost city of Huangquan?"

Long Qianhuan nodded heavily: "Although the pure yin ghost spirit belongs to the jurisdiction of the Huangquan Ghost City, but the real source is in the ghost world, this time it actually came instead of the ghost king, I am afraid that the Huangquan ghost city has been invaded by the ghost world." ”

For a moment, the expressions of everyone present sank, and the joy of winning a big victory just now was gone. The rout of the ghost city of Huangquan is naturally worth rejoicing, but there is a ghost realm behind it that is even larger, even if the Netherworld Mountain is powerful, but against such an existence, Long Qiong also knows that it is impossible to have a slight chance of winning.

"Qiong'er, you go back to rest first, and I'll discuss it with your senior brother again. Long Qianhuan said in a deep voice: "Moreover, there is no need to be too anxious, even if the ghost world controls the ghost city of Huangquan, but from the perspective of acting so carefully, they are not completely controlled, and they still need a period of preparation, which just gives us time to prepare." ”

Long Qiong nodded, knowing that he was not of much use here, so he walked out of the Soul Palace, and as soon as he walked out, he saw a large and a small two people looking at him with a wicked smile.

Li Xingyun held the wine jar in his hand, and Xuanyuan Madness blocked Long Qiong's way, and said badly like a ruffian: "Boy, I haven't seen you for decades, and you don't say that you came to see us, why, in vain, the two of us have traveled thousands of miles to come to the Netherworld Mountain to help protect!"

Li Xingyun burped and said, "Long Qiong, do you know, you have to accompany me to a wine mountain, for so many years, I have always been nagged by this bastard because you have not eaten or drunk well!"

Long Qiong looked at the appearance of the two of them as usual, smiled, directly snatched the wine jar in Li Xingyun's hand, poured a few sips one after another, and shouted: "Cool!"

"That's a good brother!"

The three of them looked at each other and laughed, and the strangeness that they hadn't seen for many years suddenly disappeared.

Half an hour later, on the small secluded peak where Long Qiong was, Long Qiong looked curiously at the newly erected stone monument and the familiar mansion, his eyes swept over the surrounding peaks, and sighed.

The mountain scenery is still the same, but unfortunately it is no longer the people and things I am familiar with, and many of the peaks have changed owners.

Xuanyuan patted him on the shoulder and said, "What are you doing, mother-in-law, anyway, you are not familiar with those people, and it is not enough for a few of us to be here?"

Long Qiong smiled, the little atmosphere that he had managed to create was lost by this madman, and suddenly he pointed to the small grave behind the mansion and said, "Who is here?" Although it was a question, Long Qiong had already turned his head and glared at Xuanyuan Madness, the crooked handwriting, even a Dao boy from the Netherworld Mountain could not write so ugly, and looking at the freshness of the handwriting and soil, it was clear that it had just been established for a long time.

"What are you doing! This drunkard also has a share! And this word is clearly written by him!" Xuanyuan said humbly, Li Xingyun was furious when he heard this, and threw the wine jar at Xuanyuan Madness, the two of them shuttled, Long Qiong watched for a moment, and his heart moved, Xuanyuan's strength has improved so much in the past few decades, as for Li Xingyun, he can't see through it at all, he was a mysterious existence when he left, and now although his cultivation has risen a lot, he still can't see through Li Xingyun's cultivation.

While the two were fighting, Long Qiong stopped in front of the two of them in a flash, and said with a smile: "The three of us have gone through ups and downs, why don't we marry Jin Lan on this small peak?"

"Good!"

"I'm going to be the boss!"

Xuanyuan laughed wildly, but after laughing twice, he noticed the white eyes on both sides, and immediately said angrily: "Drunkard, you have eaten me and drunk me for decades, do you have an opinion?"

"No comment, but Long Qiong didn't eat and drink yours, you have to get his consent. Li Xingyun smiled slyly, Li has always eaten and drunk for nothing, and if he eats and wipes it clean, a fool will admit it.

"It's better to fight each other like this, whoever wins is naturally the elder brother, and as for this drunkard, it is naturally the eldest brother. Long Qiong glanced at Li Xingyun and said.

Xuanyuan's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said, "Okay! Then it's decided, whoever wins is the second brother!" After speaking, he smiled and took out the huge lion-headed war knife.

Li Xingyun stood on the side and watched the battle, looking at Long Qiong curiously, he was a little farther away from the battlefield before, but at this time the distance was close, he found that the breath on Long Qiong's body was confusing, although his cultivation was not as good as his own, but between movement and stillness, there was always a mysterious and abnormal feeling, as if he couldn't figure out the direction, he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, what did Long Qiong experience in the dark, could it be that there were dozens of peerless masters who couldn't be trained, otherwise why would there be such a mysterious and flexible body.

How did he know that Long Qiong had automatically comprehended this in his head after following those machine spirits to fight, if it weren't for the short time he had left the Illusion Realm, Long Qiong would have even been able to achieve many peak skills.

Xuanyuan roared wildly, rushed up, the two of them came and went on the small secluded peak, the sword shadow and sword light were confused, and bursts of light shrouded the sky, attracting many disciples to come to watch the battle, the sword light and sword shadow left on the surrounding peaks, even after a hundred years, were still talked about, and even later there were talented and intelligent people who comprehended the peerless tricks from these sword lights and sword shadows and became famous all over the world.

And at this time, this battle is just for the high ranking between brothers, Xuanyuan was quite confident in his close combat, but after a few rounds of entanglement, he felt that it was difficult to attack, and he wanted to retreat but felt that Long Qiong's body method was as difficult as the root of an old tree, and he couldn't help but be depressed and almost vomited blood, and immediately roared depressedly: "If you don't fight, you won't fight!"

Long Qiong withdrew with a smile, walked easily, and turned to look at Li Xingyun, before he could speak, Li Xingyun hurriedly waved his hand, saying that he didn't dare.

Long Qiong felt a little pity in his heart, he actually didn't have an intuitive feeling for these moves he comprehended, he just followed the idea and used it, if there was a top master to feed the moves, he would definitely be able to go to the next level, but he didn't know that Li Xingyun was already shocked in his heart, he thought that he could defeat Long Qiong with his cultivation as a high level, but with Long Qiong's series of body techniques and the use of moves to restrain Xuanyuan's madness, he was shocked to find that he was not Long Qiong's opponent at all in close combat.

And if a sword cultivator can't win the ghost path in close combat, it may not be much cheaper in the distance, not to mention, he also knows that Long Qiong has a ghost servant, and he can't help but be depressed in his heart, what has happened to Long Qiong in the past few decades, how can he be so perverted and powerful.

It's just that these are what they think in their hearts, the three of them married Jin Lan on Xiaoyoufeng, Li Xingyun is the eldest brother, and Long Qiong is the second brother because of the victory over Xuanyuan Madness, only Xuanyuan Madness, who claims to be the first madman in the world, is the youngest brother among the three brothers. (My novel "The Soul of Yue Xiaotian" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner "Add Friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up!)