Everyone made a mess and hurriedly helped Dao Xuan Zhenren into the Yuqing Palace, but at this moment, the Yuqing Hall was already dilapidated, and the originally majestic building had collapsed more than half at the moment, and there were broken stones and broken trees everywhere.

Tian Buyi and the others asked the young disciple to quickly sort out a vacant space, dragged a chair from the side, and let Dao Xuan Zhenren sit down. There was any elixir on the heads of the surrounding elders, and it was too late to take them out, so they couldn't wait to let Dao Xuan swallow them all at once.

After a while, Dao Xuan's body moved, let out a long sigh, and slowly woke up.

Tian Buyi and the others looked at Dao Xuanzhen's face was pale and almost bloodless, especially the wound on the abdomen, the blood stains that had originally coagulated had expanded several times at some point, and almost blackened the entire hem of the Dao robe, and everyone couldn't help but feel worried.

Dao Xuan Zhenren was obviously very injured, and after waking up, he couldn't even speak immediately. Tian Buyi hurriedly gave him three pills of rhubarb pill that he had refined in his heart, and after a while, the medicine was opened, and Dao Xuan Zhenren's face was a little better.

At this time, the surrounding elders and disciples all came around, and Lin Jingyu, Zhang Xiaofan, Lu Xueqi and others also rushed here, and when they saw that the real person in charge of the sect was so badly injured, they couldn't help but lose their faces.

A moment later, Song Daren, Qi Hao and others also rushed back.

Dao Xuan Zhenren jīng Shen recovered slightly, opened his eyes, and saw that Tian Buyi and the others around him were all looking at him with worried faces, and immediately laughed and said, "I can still hold on, don't worry." ”

Tian Buyi and the others breathed a sigh of relief, some of them remembered the legendary ancient sword Zhu Xian, but saw that Dao Xuan Zhenren's hands were empty, and there was no trace of Zhu Xian, and outside the Yuqing Palace, the spirit beast Water Qilin did not return to the blue water pool, but lay there, but near it, there was no shadow of the Zhu Xian Ancient Sword.

Dao Xuan Zhenren slowly looked around, his face changed slightly, and he saw that the people in the Qingyun Gate standing around him were almost less than half, and he exclaimed: "After I left just now, what about the casualties here, here?"

Tian Buyi, who was standing closest to him, hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother in charge, you better take care of your injuries first......

Dao Xuan intercepted: "Say it quickly!"

Tian Buyi suffocated for a moment, turned around and glanced around, as if he was about to reconfirm, and then whispered to Dao Xuan about casualties.

In this battle, Qingyunmen really suffered heavy casualties. Under the siege of the Demon Sect, twenty-five elders died fourteen people in battle, and four or five were seriously injured, that is, the first seat of the seven veins, in addition to the head of the Dao Xuan Zhenren, the Cangsong Dao people of Longshou Peak betrayed, the first Shang Zhengliang of Chaoyang Peak, the first Tianyun Dao people of Luoxia Peak unfortunately died, and the remaining Tian Buyi and Feng Hui Peak first Zeng Shuchang were also full of expressions, scars, only Master Shuiyue of Xiaozhu Peak was not a big problem because he escorted Master Puhong of Tianyin Temple and others.

Dao Xuanzhen's body shook, and he couldn't support the danger. Qingyunmen's strength in the past was enough to be proud of, but in this battle, it was almost lost.

Tian Buyi also had grief and indignation on his face, and said in a low voice: "Senior Brother in charge, we must take revenge for such a sea of blood, but now your body is important, don't be too sad." ”

Dao Xuan sighed, closed his eyes and said, "I, Dao Xuan, am sorry for the Qingyun Sect Patriarch!"

His voice was desolate and indescribably painful, and everyone listened to it in their ears, and they were silent for a while.

At this time, on the ruins next to it, a piece of wood suddenly fell down with a thud, and a head poked out of the corner of the ruins. I don't know when he ran into this Yuqing Palace, and in the earth-shattering battle just now, he didn't know where to hide, so he crawled out like this, covered in dust and gray-faced, but looking at him, he didn't seem to be very scared, and he smirked.

At this time, Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu, who were standing on the side, walked over at the same time, after all, they had a great relationship with Second Uncle Wang. Lin Jingyu pulled him aside and checked for him, and sure enough, except for a few abrasions on his body, he was unharmed, but this luck was stronger than countless Qingyunmen people who were thousands of times higher than him.

The two of them let out a sigh of relief and looked at each other, both of them with luck in their eyes. Zhang Xiaofan's mood had calmed down a little at the moment, as if the fierce anger in his body had gradually calmed down with the departure of the Cangsong Daoist, especially the fight with the black-clothed man of the Demon Sect in the back mountain just now.

As soon as he thought of this, he seemed to think of something, and his eyes involuntarily looked to the other side. I saw Lu Xueqi, who had witnessed his hideous appearance just now, his face was sinking like water at the moment, and he stood there silently, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart?

The people of the Demon Sect fought to the death to open a bloody path, rushed out of the Zhuxian Sword Formation launched by Dao Xuan Zhenren, and escaped from Tongtian Peak.

At the foot of Qingyun Mountain, the ghost king first calmed down and shouted continuously, blocking the frightened crowd. At the moment, the four major factions recounted their manpower, and after a while, the Ghost King, the Poison God, Yuyangzi and the Three Miao Fairies came together and looked at each other speechlessly.

Qingyunmen was seriously injured, and the Demon Sect was not having a good time.

Since the defeat of the Demon Sect a hundred years ago, all the people in the Demon Sect have worked hard to rule over the years, and to this day, the total strength of the Demon Sect has surpassed any of the three major sects of the righteous path. Unexpectedly, in today's battle, not to mention that later Dao Xuan Zhenren launched the Zhuxian Sword Array, first on the Yuqing Palace, there were more than a dozen people who died with the elders of Qingyunmen, and then more than a dozen people died under the Zhuxian Sword Array, and many disciples were killed and injured in the four major factions, and the losses were great.

At this moment, because of their special status, Cangsong Dao people also came over to stand with them.

Yuyangzi was arrogant, and he was angry at the casualties under the door, he glanced at him coldly, turned his head and walked away, not giving him face at all.

Cangsong Dao's face changed slightly, but the Ghost King City Mansion was quite deep, and his cultivation was good, so he actually smiled and said: "Brother Cangsong Dao, the strength of your Qingyunmen is really unfathomable, and this Immortal Sword Formation has the unpredictable ability of ghosts and gods, powerful, powerful!"

Cangsong Daoren shook his head and said to the Ghost King: "Sect Master of the Ghost King, I'm afraid you don't know yet, the Zhuxian Sword Formation just now is probably only half powerful." ”

"What?" The Sanmiao Fairy standing next to her cried out, and the Cangsong Daoist glanced at her, and suddenly his heart fluttered. I saw that the beautiful woman's skin was like frost, and at the time of the battle just now, I saw that she was expressionless and fierce, but at this moment, I suddenly found that under the frosty expression, there was even a trace of charm, which was fascinating, and I was stunned for a while.

"Ahem!"

The poison god coughed twice beside him, after all, the Cangsong Daoist had been cultivating for many years, and he suddenly woke up and realized that this Sanmiao Fairy, as the sect master of the Hehuan faction, really had a bewitching technique, and did not show traces, which was by no means comparable to ordinary beautiful women.

At that moment, he didn't dare to look at the Sanmiao Fairy, so he only said: "Although I haven't seen the Zhuxian Sword Formation cast before, the classics in the Qingyun Gate have recorded that when the Qingye Patriarch was in his heyday, he was with the Demon Sect...... Well, when fighting against the Holy Sect, the Zhuxian Sword Array was cast, except for the huge seven-colored main sword that stretched across the sky, the other six qi swords were all neatly arranged according to the orientation of the six peaks, and the scope was so wide that the seven peaks of the entire Qingyun Mountain Range were all surrounded, and the power of the falling sword rain was so great that it was not something we could barely resist today!"

The Ghost King was silent for a moment, let out a sigh, and sighed, "You Qingye Patriarch are really amazing!"

The Poison God frowned and said, "In other words, the power of the Immortal Sword Formation is so great, we are afraid that it will be difficult to crack it in our lifetime?"

The Ghost King shook his head, but a smile spread across his face, "I don't think so. ”

The poison god and the others came over and said, "What, brother of the ghost king, do you have any opinions?"

The Ghost King said lightly: "Judging from today's battle, although a Dao Xuan can master the Zhuxian Ancient Sword and urge the Zhuxian Sword Formation, it is obviously reluctant, and the power of the Zhuxian Sword Formation is greatly reduced. Second, the power of this Zhuxian Sword Array is so huge, how can it be idle if it consumes jīng yuan spiritual power? I expect that Dao Xuan will definitely have a recurrence of his old injuries at this moment, and even if he doesn't die, he will lose half his life!"

"That's good!" This echoing voice was not from the poison god and others, but Yuyangzi walked back again, and after hearing these words, he couldn't help but say it.

The old poison god looked at the ghost king, his face changed suddenly, and said, "Brother the ghost king, do you want to ......?"

The Ghost King said categorically: "Yes, I just want to return to Qingyun! At this moment, it is the most vulnerable moment in Qingyunmen since Qingye, for thousands of years, if we don't take advantage of this to get rid of the big trouble in our hearts, when will we wait? Moreover, Qingyunmen didn't expect that we just rushed out of the dead place, and we dared to kill back again, and it was a surprise, and we would definitely win a big victory!"

The people in the surrounding demon sect were all dumbfounded for a while, and Rao is poison god, an old immortal who has seen countless worlds, was also shocked by the words of the ghost king.

The Ghost King looked around and said excitedly: "Today is a great time for the Snow My Holy Sect to be ashamed for a hundred years, you have made a heavy oath with me in front of the throne of the Holy Mother, why don't you fight hard today?"

The people in the Demon Cult looked at each other. These people are naturally not cowardly people, but just a moment ago, they had just escaped for their lives on Qingyun Mountain, and now they were going to kill back to the mountain in the blink of an eye, and the courage of the ghost king, or it should be said that he completely ignored the idea of life and death, was really unacceptable.

For a long time, no one responded.

The ghost king's face gradually became ugly, and he finally shook his head and sighed: "Great opportunity, wait...... Alas!" After that, he sighed, his face seemed to be disheartened, and he slowly walked back to where his ghost king sect was.

Qinglong, Youji and others greeted him, Qinglong was about to say something, the ghost king smiled slightly bitterly, and said in a low voice: "Not enough and scheming, not enough and scheming!"

After that, he sighed and said, "That's it, let's talk about it later, let's go back to the mountain today...... Well, what about Baguio?"

As soon as these words came out, Qinglong and Youji were shocked, Youji's face was covered with a black veil, and she couldn't see her expression, but listening to the voice, she was obviously shocked, and exclaimed: "At that time, in the Yuqing Palace, we fought with Qingyunmen, and Baguio told the two of us that we were going to find you, is it ......?"

The ghost king's face changed greatly, and he said hurriedly: "I haven't seen her since I went up the mountain." ”

Qinglong lost his voice and said, "Is she still on Qingyun Mountain?"

On the forehead of the ghost king, a little bead of sweat appeared for a moment, and then he said decisively: "Yao'er is my dear flesh and blood, I must not abandon it, I will go to Qingyun Mountain." ”

Qinglong hurriedly said: "Sect Master, don't do it, this, this, this is really ......"

The Ghost King's eyes flashed, and a thousand thoughts instantly turned in his heart, and he suddenly turned around and said loudly to the Poison God and other Demon Sect people: "Everyone, I have made up my mind, for the shame of the Snow My Holy Sect for a hundred years, my Ghost King Sect would rather be crushed to pieces, but also worthy of the Holy Mother of the Ming King." At this moment, Qingyunmen was dead and wounded, and the old thief in charge of Dao Xuan was even more seriously injured and nearly died, and he was absolutely unable to use the Zhuxian Sword Array again. If I can succeed, it will be the blessing of Our Lady and King Ming, and if I am outnumbered, I will wait for me to die on the top of Qingyun Mountain, and he will pay homage to Our Lady and King Ming, and I should have a clear conscience!"

After that, the ghost king didn't even look at everyone, and flew up first, and really headed in the direction of Qingyun Mountain. Qinglong and Youji glanced at each other, and immediately followed closely, and then the disciples of the Ghost King Sect didn't say much, and followed one after another, leaving only the stunned Poison God and other Demon Sect people, standing in place like wooden chickens.

After a long time, the Poison God and the others came back to their senses, but before they could speak, they could only hear a noisy and noisy voice among the Demon Sect members behind them. The poison god and the others secretly complained in their hearts, and when they turned around, they saw that most of the demon sects had angry gods on their faces.

On the Tongtian Peak of Qingyun Mountain, a heavy atmosphere was shrouded at this moment, and a group of people were waiting around Daoxuan Zhenren, whispering to comfort something.

Lin Jingyu and Zhang Xiaofan stood aside, sorting out the clothes for Second Uncle Wang and patting the dust off his body. Second Uncle Wang also seemed to have a little impression of the two of them, standing there motionless, at their mercy, but his eyes only looked at the water unicorn outside, and he smirked.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at him, his heart was sour, he couldn't help but think of the old things again, sighed, Lin Jingyu listened to it in his ears, touched his mind, empathized, stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Xiaofan's shoulder.

The two glanced at each other, and they both saw the sadness in each other's eyes, and they were speechless for a while.

At this time, Master Puhong and the others, who had just been escorted to a safe place by Master Shuiyue, were also sent back by Shuiyue. But seeing Master Puhong's face at the moment, it was already much better than the miserable white just now, and although Zhou Yin's detachment was powerful, it was still much worse than Master Puhong's Great Brahman.

At this time, Master Puhong had gradually forced most of the strange thorn energy out of his body. But Rao was like this, Master Pu Hong still looked very weak, and someone next to him soon moved a chair, and Master Pu Hong sat next to Dao Xuan Zhenren with the support of Fa Xiang and Pukong.

Master Puhong gasped a few times and looked around, but seeing a river of blood, and the dead and ruined halls everywhere, he sighed and said, "Amitabha!"

Dao Xuan Zhenren nodded slightly towards Master Puhong, smiled bitterly, and said, "How is Master injured?"

Master Puhong shook his head and said, "The old man can't die yet, but the real person in charge should take care of himself!"

Dao Xuan Zhenren shook his head and sighed, looked into the distance, and suddenly fell to Zhang Xiaofan who was standing outside, as if he remembered something, turned his head to Tian Buyi and said, "Senior Brother Tian, you call your apprentice Zhang Xiaofan to come over." ”

Tian Buyi's face changed, but he didn't dare to disobey the order, so he had to turn around and say, "Old Seven, come here, the real person in charge has something to say to you." ”

Everyone was taken aback for a while, especially the disciples of the Great Bamboo Peak. Zhang Xiaofan was even more shocked, but his master's fate was difficult to disobey, so he had to walk over hard.

After a while, everyone dispersed into an open space, and Zhang Xiaofan stood alone in front of Daoxuan Zhenren and said in a low voice: "Master." ”

Dao Xuan Zhenren looked at him for a long time, and said in a low voice: "You still refuse to tell your secret until now?"

Zhang Xiaofan's body was shocked, and he only felt that the eyes of everyone around him suddenly focused on him, among them, there were those who were concerned and disdainful, but more of them were doubts!

Dao Xuan Zhenren sighed and said slowly: "Zhang Xiaofan, after you enter my Qingyun Gate, will our Qingyun Gate have a place to treat you badly?"

Zhang Xiaofan immediately shook his head and said, "The real person in charge, no, there is no such thing." Master and Master are very good to me......" When he said this, Tian Buyi's body shook significantly, and his face was extremely complicated.

"But," Zhang Xiaofan's face was extremely painful, and the two thoughts in his mind kept fighting, and said: "However, the disciple really has a last resort, I, I can't ......"

"Say!"

Suddenly, there was a loud roar, which shook the audience, like thunder, and startled everyone. Zhang Xiaofan involuntarily took a step back, looked at the man, and was suddenly shocked.

The person who made this roar was not a person from Qingyun, but Pukong, one of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple. Pukong is the lowest among the four great monks of Tianyin Temple, but xìngzi is the most intense, when he was young, he subdued demons and subdued demons, and he didn't know how many demons he killed with the Buddhist treasure "Futu Golden Bowl" in his hand. Later, as he grew older, he realized the Buddha's meaning and deepened, so he gradually lived in seclusion in Tianyin Temple.

Today, the bloody battle of Qingyun, the general sky is killing, and the bloody battle against the demon sect is carried out with an unpredictable Buddhist sect, at this moment, a monk's robe is up and down, and there is blood stains everywhere, looking where it looks like a Buddhist monk, it is like a hellish ghost, no wonder Zhang Xiaofan and others were startled.

This time, the people of Tianyin Temple came to Qingyun Mountain with the intention of rejuvenating the teacher and asking about their sins. Tianyin Temple's supreme true method "Great Brahma Prajna", which has never been passed on, will be learned by a little disciple of Qingyunmen, how can this be obtained? At this moment, Pukong looked at Zhang Xiaofan, and his heart was angry, and now that the killing ring has been opened, he is unspeakably upset, and he can't help but make a Buddhist lion roar!

Zhang Xiaofan was drunk by his thunderous voice, and stayed for a while, before he could come back to his senses, and the second uncle Wang, who was standing with Lin Jingyu and had been smirking and looking at the water qilin, was shocked, and turned his head to look here.

A fierce and vicious monk, covered in blood, staring at Zhang Xiaofan angrily, as if he was going to eat people!

On the Yuqing Palace, there was an instant silence.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a heart-rending scream erupted from this broken Yuqing Palace.

Second Uncle Wang's face was bloodless, his whole face was pale, and his whole person trembled, trembling and pointing at Pukong, screaming: "Ghost, ghost, ghost, ghost, ......."

This voice was so terrible, although it was Lang Lang Bai at the moment, but above the main hall, everyone actually felt a chill at the same time.

Even Pukong, who was still angry just now, was taken aback by Second Uncle Wang at this moment, messed up, and hurriedly defended a little unclearly: "You, what are you talking about, what the hell am I here?"

But Second Uncle Wang seemed to have fallen into an evil spirit, and the whole person trembled, and Lin Jingyu next to him tried his best to comfort him, but it didn't have the slightest effect. I saw that his whole body slowly shrunk, and he didn't dare to look at Pukong again, his eyes were closed, obviously frightened, and he just kept saying: "Ghost, ghost! He killed someone—don't kill me, don't kill me, I, I, ahhh......h

Suddenly, a burst of yīn haze silently enveloped the place, and Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu's bodies stiffened at the same time, especially Zhang Xiaofan, in the depths of his eyes, there seemed to be a faint red light.

Pukong was watched by everyone, angry, and said angrily: "I don't know this person at all, what do you see?"

Lin Jingyu slowly let go of the hand holding Second Uncle Wang and walked to Zhang Xiaofan's side, without looking at him, he knew that Zhang Xiaofan was now like him, trying his best to control himself, but the heavy gasping sound had already revealed the excitement in their hearts!

"He, why, what, say, yes, you?" Lin Jingyu asked slowly, word by word. His face is as terrifying as Zhang Xiaofan, the difference is that his eyes are full of hatred at the same time, but he also retains a bit of sobriety.

Pukong was furious, "How would I know? He's just a madman!"

Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu changed at the same time, and most of the people in Qingyunmen frowned. But at this time, suddenly there was a Buddha horn, and Master Puhong, who was sitting behind Pukong, suddenly spoke, his voice was painful, and he said in a low voice: "Amitabha, if you sow evil, you will reap evil results." Sin, sin!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent in an instant, and Pukong's body was like wood, and he slowly turned to Master Puhong for a while, and said astringently: "Senior brother, what did you say?"

Master Puhong's face was pale, and he didn't know if it was a physical injury or guilt in his heart, but he closed his eyes and lowered his eyebrows, and said in a low voice for a while: "Faxiang." ”

Ever since Second Uncle Wang suddenly became ill, his face had been ugly and pale, and his body shook and said, "The disciple is here." ”

Master Puhong said slowly: "There is no need to hide it, you can tell them! The junior brother did something wrong back then, and now he must not wronged this Zhang Shizhu again." ”

There was a bang in Zhang Xiaofan's mind, and a faint voice was whistling, grabbing his heart.

Fa Xiang slowly stepped forward, looked at the faces of countless stunned, and then landed on Lin Jingyu and Zhang Xiaofan in the field, and finally stopped on Zhang Xiaofan's body.

"Back then, the killing of the entire villagers of Caomiao Village at the foot of Qingyun Mountain was indeed done by the people of our Tianyin Temple!"

"What!"

In a moment, countless voices of horror, shock, disbelief, and anger erupted on the Yuqing Hall of Qingyun Mountain, and even Dao Xuan Zhenren, Tian Buyi and other cultivated masters couldn't help but change their faces, and Lin Jingyu even pulled out the Dragon Slaying Sword, and the blue light rippled.

Only Zhang Xiaofan's heart suddenly sank so slowly, so deep, so heavy, and then, there was a long-time familiar cold feeling, a deep bloody anger, enveloping him!

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