"Brother Lin Dao, don't pretend to be stupid, you just said that the magic weapon used by your disciple is an evil treasure, this is a fact, no matter what, you can't get rid of the charge of being a demon sect spy!"

Shangguan Ce was a little annoyed and angry, your Lin Nuo's strength is strong, but no matter how strong your cultivation is, you can't escape a single word in this world.

Your Qingyunmen family has a big business, can you be unreasonable?

Lin Nuo smiled, raised his hand and made a slight move, and the next moment, the burning stick that was originally placed on the table in front of Dao Xuan suddenly fell into his hand.

"According to your logic, this evil magic weapon has fallen into my hands, so now, is this seat a member of the Demon Sect?"

In the cold questioning, Lin Nuo raised his hand and threw out the burning stick in his hand, and the next moment, this black stick fell directly into Shangguan Ce's hand.

"Well, now that Brother Shangguan has also become a member of the Demon Sect, if this seat is now to kill demons and help the righteous path, it should be no problem, right?"

Shangguan Ce panicked when he heard this, and hurriedly threw the broken stick in his hand on the ground.

"Lin Nuo, you are arguing with reason, protecting your apprentice openly!"

"So what?" Lin Nuo smiled nonchalantly, "It's better for me to be unreasonable than you to be unreasonable, right?"

"According to what you said, the person who uses the evil path magic weapon is a person in the Demon Sect, so as long as the person of the Demon Sect refines a righteous path magic weapon, he is a righteous person?"

"The magic weapon is originally a thing to be killed in battle, and to put it bluntly, it is used to kill people! Why? You use a sword more noble than a stick, and you use a knife more than a gun?"

"It's all used to kill people, the difference is just whose hands it is used in, I don't understand this reason, I will only go online and place charges on others at will, there are elders like you in Incense Valley, and the future is worrying!"

was sneered at by Lin Nuo with a gun and a stick, Shangguan Ce's face suddenly turned red and wanted to drip blood, and his fists clenched fiercely, looking like he was going to step forward desperately.

Lin Nuo was standing opposite him, not caring at all about Shangguan Ce's rising anger, and seemed to welcome the other party to take the initiative.

Shangguan Ce's face was gloomy, and his teeth creaked, but in the end, he suppressed the rising anger.

He could see that the other party was provoking him to take the initiative, as long as he dared to make a move, it was estimated that what was waiting for him was the enemy's thunderous blow.

A peerless existence whose cultivation is likely to have reached the Taiqing Realm, such a person, he is not an opponent, if he makes a rash move, he can only suffer from it!

"Your Qingyunmen's style, I have seen it today!"

Shangguan Ce glanced at the senior monks of Tianyin Temple who were sitting in place and watching their noses and noses, and cursed in their hearts, and then hugged their fists at Daoxuan Zhenren.

"It seems that Qingyunmen doesn't welcome us today, and we don't speculate for more than half a sentence, everyone, I have taken my leave!"

Since it was already a falling out, Dao Xuan Zhenren only nodded lightly, and he didn't even mean to get up.

As the head of the first sect of the righteous path in the world, Dao Xuan Zhenren is very kind when he looks at the fairy wind and dao bones, but in fact, the arrogance in his bones is no less than that of Lin Nuo.

Qingyunmen can stand for thousands of years without decay, it is the prestige of generations of Qingyunmen disciples, not the support and touting of sects such as Incense Valley and Tianyin Temple, even if it will be bad with Incense Valley in the future, Dao Xuan doesn't care at all!

In terms of strength, the disciples of Qingyun Sect who are proficient in the true technique of divine sword and thunder are not afraid at all among their peers.

In terms of potential, Qingyunmen has the Zhuxian Sword Formation, guarded by two major spirit beasts, and in the next thousands of years, even if Tianyin Temple and Incense Valley fall, he Qingyunmen will stand proudly in the world.

That being the case, why should Qingyunmen look at the faces of other sects?

I was polite to you before, it was for your face, but if you give you a shameless face, then he Daoxuan doesn't mind taking advantage of Senior Brother Lin's temper to slap you in the face!

Seeing Shangguan Ce and the others leave, Lin Nuo's figure stood in place and did not make a move.

To tell the truth, in the original plot, Shangguan Ce and the others who came to Qingyun Mountain this time were actually Cangsong looking for someone to pretend, but perhaps because Lin Nuo broke the Xuanhuo Altar and rescued the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox, Shangguan Ce did not need to continue to guard the Xuanhuo Altar, but really brought people from the Incense Valley and came to Qingyun Mountain to ask for the guilt.

But now that the other party has left, Lin Nuo has no intention of forcibly keeping people.

Next, Lin Nuo stared in the direction where everyone in Incense Valley had left, and never turned around.

He's waiting.

After his actions just now, he angrily left the people of Incense Valley, and he wanted to know if the Cangsong Zhenren who didn't say a word from beginning to end would release the seven-tailed centipede like in the original plot and plot against Dao Xuan.

Maybe because of his appearance, when he held Zhang Xiaofan's burning stick in his hand before, he didn't notice the existence of the seven-tailed centipede, which also made Lin Nuo a little uncertain, I don't know if the seven-tailed centipede was released by Cangsong Zhenren?

His divine sense probed and searched the entire hall inside and out, and finally, under the teacup placed on Dao Xuan's table, he found a xenomorph centipede the size of a baby's palm.

The centipede was gorgeously colored, and there were seven forks on its tail, hiding under the teacup at the moment, as if it were asleep, if it weren't for Lin Nuo's divine sense, he wouldn't have sensed the slightest breath of it.

As everyone in the Incense Valley completely left, Dao Xuan's expression eased a lot, and in a good mood, he picked up the teacup on the table, ready to drink some tea to moisten his throat.

Next, while the first seat of Qingyun Sect was there, he was going to persuade Senior Brother Lin to contribute the Imperial Nerve Technique, which was estimated to take a lot of words.

"Ahh

Suddenly, Dao Xuan shouted, shocking the audience, and everyone looked at it in shock, but it was Dao Xuan's real body trembling violently, roaring angrily, and throwing the teacup in his hand out, as if he was being hot.

The cup fell to the ground and shattered into pieces, and in the fragments, a black shadow suddenly flew out and floated in the air, making a creaking sound and shaking its head and tail, which was very arrogant.

Seeing this, Lin Nuo pointed out, and the next moment, around the seven-tailed centipede, wisps of pale golden thunder flashed, turning into a thunder cage, trapping the xenomorph centipede, which can be called the world's most poisonous centipede.

"Senior brother, how are you?"

At the same time that Lin Nuo trapped the seven-tailed centipede, Cang Song, who was sitting on the left side of Dao Xuan Zhenren, hurriedly got up and supported him, his expression was full of nervousness.

Seeing this, Lin Nuo's brows furrowed, but he still took his gaze back, raised his hand, and with a move, the thunderball that flashed with thunder and lightning light was controlled by him and landed in the palm of his hand.

At this time, the seven-tailed centipede was paralyzed by the continuous electric shock in the thunder cage, and had fallen into a coma and deep sleep, and there was no resistance to the thunder and lightning, this foreign body.

At the moment when he subdued the seven-tailed centipede, he only heard Dao Xuan Zhenren let out an angry roar again, and the next moment, Lin Nuo turned his head to look, only to see Cang Song Zhenren's face full of hideous color, sneering and flying away from Dao Xuan Zhenren.

At this time, Dao Xuan Zhenren's face was pale, sweat dripping from his face, and in his abdomen, a dagger that was as clear as water had been deeply pierced into it, and there was gurgling blood flowing out of the wound.