Shangguan Ce felt the murderous aura in Qin Mu's words, but there was a hint of disdain on the corner of his mouth. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Incense Valley can be said to be the most low-key and introverted sect among the top sects in the world. In particular, this generation of valley lord Yun Yilan has cultivated the incense jade book in the door to the unprecedented Yuyang realm, which can roughly be compared to the Taiqing realm of Daoxuan, and opened a precedent for eight hundred years in the incense valley, but he does not like to be public, and in the Central Plains, he is not as famous as Qingyunmen Daoxuan.

But it is low-key, but it does not mean that the Burning Incense Valley can be bullied, and even as the sect closest to the southern Xinjiang in the righteous path, the Burning Incense Valley has to suppress the sixty-three alien races internally, and the demon sect forces in the southwest have to be guarded against externally, and the situation is actually more sinister than the Qingyun Gate.

"The old man hasn't been out of the Xuanhuo Altar for a long time, but I don't know when Qingyunmen will have a junior like you!" Shangguan Ce actually laughed angrily, and when he said the word De, his tone was full of sarcasm.

His eyes were spicy, and he saw that the disciples above were all using the Dao method of Qingyunmen, and he was also a little surprised in his heart, he didn't know what Qingyunmen's plans were, and whether he knew about the plans in the secret of Incense Valley.

What's more, this strange young man in front of him, Shangguan Ce can't see through the truth!

His tone was full of contempt, but his subordinates were not merciful.

I saw him stretch out one hand and flick it lightly in the void, and a flame appeared out of thin air, as if the mountain was too windy, and there was something looming.

Facing the many immortal swords of Qingyun Gate over there, they were also fish-man warriors who were not afraid of death, and when they saw this small flame, they seemed to have seen something extremely frightening, and they shouted in their mouths, and rushed to the waterhole behind them, and the other party was still like a disciple of Qingyun who was an enemy of life and death, and turned a blind eye.

Tian Ling'er and the others were stunned for a while, and they all turned their heads to look at this old man who was not amazing.

But he saw that the flame was swaying with the wind, flashing and flashing, and it turned into a silver sea of fire in an instant, enveloping Qin Mu in it. In this valley, the flames soared into the sky, and Qin Mu's figure was no longer visible in the flames.

The strange thing is that the flames all over the mountains and fields do not have a trace of heat, but a biting chill.

Tian Ling'er's heart trembled, the exquisite flying sword in her hand was almost falling, and Lin Jingyu beside her was even more Mo Xue Sword was already out of its sheath, with a cold cold air, and attacked Shangguan Ce.

But I saw Shangguan Ce's hand slightly shaken, and the sea of fire in the sky slowly closed towards the center, like a blooming peony, reflexively walked into time, and slowly transformed into a bud.

Between heaven and earth, a half-human-high silver fireball appeared.

Wan Jianyi has been hiding aside, looking at this old man, he is also amazed in his heart, the Dao method of Incense Valley is very different from the Central Plains, but the power cannot be underestimated, today it seems that this Shangguan Ce has entered the realm of perfection.

The Dragon Slaying Sword became more and more excited, Wan Jian held the hilt of the sword, the battle intent in his heart was also boiling, but the corners of his mouth were still smiling, watching Lin Jingyu Fen step forward, nodded, and had some appreciation in his heart.

Shangguan Ce was indeed old and spicy, and he didn't dare to be careless, but after a while, a cold light flowed in his hand, but he sacrificed a crystal clear two-ended sharp tubular magic weapon.

As soon as this magic weapon appeared, a layer of hoarfrost was covered on the ground and branches of the barren trees around him, and the temperature around him suddenly became cold.

I saw Shangguan Ce waving his hand like the wind, slashing downward, and a cold light swept across the sky, falling towards the silver fireball, Lin Jingyu, who stepped forward, was shocked, only to feel that the whole person seemed to have fallen into the extreme northern ice field, and the biting chill froze his soul.

In the dantian, the true qi of Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao, who has been cultivated, is even more swerved.

Nine cold condensing ice thorns, Shangguan Ce's magic weapon for fame, damaging people's foundations, the most vicious, with Shangguan Ce's strange Taoism learned from the Incense Valley, more than 100 years ago, invincible.

The fireball in mid-air swelled violently at this moment.

It's like a huge heart, beating violently.

Shangguan Ce is a clever man, his Yin Fire Prison is a peerless spell that has only been achieved after a hundred years of hard work, Yin Fire is the best at destroying people's souls, and it is a magic weapon to defile people, and when others are caught off guard, they will be trapped in it, and they will not be able to get out, and they are confident that when they meet anyone, they are all a fight.

If it weren't for the fact that Qingyunmen came to southern Xinjiang, he would never have used this method of pressing the bottom of the box.

But since Qin Mu was trapped, but for a while, there was a tendency that he couldn't suppress, how could he think about it.

No matter what he thought, the fireball burst out as if it was overwhelmed, and Shangguan Ce's heart was shocked, and his body turned into a gray ray, and he retreated out of the mountain.

It's not a love of war, and he walks around.

In that explosive light, a palm was pushed forward, heading straight for the Shangguan Ce front door.

Suddenly, Shangguan Ce withdrew dozens of miles away, which could not be described as indecisive, but his eyes were full of despair.

The five fingers, in his line of sight, grew bigger and bigger, as if enveloping the heavens and the earth.

But seeing Shangguan Ce shouting violently, the Nine Cold Condensing Ice Thorn erupted into a dazzling white light, stabbing at Qin Mu's palm.

Qin Mu smiled on his face, with a little sarcasm, grabbed it with one hand, and there was a cracking sound in his palm, Shangguan Ce's eyes were cracked, and a blood surge in his heart.

The magic weapon that he had devoted his life to cultivating for a hundred years had turned into a pile of flying ashes.

Before he could react from his heartache, he saw a fist carved out of jade, gently and delicately, landing on his chest.

A little.

In the eyes of others, this trick is extremely gentle.

There was a huge roar in Shangguan Ce's mind, and his body flew upside down like a broken leather, hanging softly on the branch next to him.

Wan Jian sighed in his heart, and he actually had some pity.

Shangguan Ce's moves were extremely vicious, and his moves were all aimed at the foundation of the bad guys and the way of breaking the path of humanity, but today he was broken by Qin Mu.

A cultivator is already a strong vitality, but with such an injury, he can't swallow his breath for a while.

Shangguan Ce can only wait for death to come slowly.

But he saw that Qin Mu had no longer care about Shangguan Ce, and slowly paced back to the mountain, but a look of contemplation flashed in his eyes from time to time.

Wan Jian smiled and said, "How?"

Qin Mu smacked his lips, groaned a little, and said solemnly: "Broad and profound." ”

Qin Mu Fangcai, deliberately let Shangguan Ce make a move, just to see the secret of this Incense Valley Dao Technique, this world monk, if it weren't for holding a cheating level treasure like Zhu Xian, Qin Mu would be confident that he would be able to retreat with his whole body, but the Incense Valley Dao Technique, or rather, the southern Xinjiang witchcraft that produced this Dao technique, was something that Qin Mu did not dare to ignore.

In the world of Zhuxian, throughout the ages, when it comes to people with extreme talent, Qin Mu can only afford three in his heart.

The first is the owner of the original bloodthirsty bead, the black-hearted old man who dominates the demon gate.

The second one is naturally Patriarch Aoba.

The only third person is Qin Mu who not only can afford it, but can even be said to be the number one figure in his heart - the witch Linglong. (To be continued.) )