Although the four heads of this Demon Sect were so rampant, as if they were in a no-man's land, their faces were extremely uneasy. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Without him, this Tongtian Peak is too quiet. The people of the Demon Sect have traveled all the way, not to mention people, they haven't even seen a ghost, and they will never be so careless in their defenses, no matter what the chaos looks like.

It was the poison god who strongly advocated this attack, sweat quietly oozing from his forehead, and his eyes roamed around.

But this expedition was discussed by the four major lords together, and they retreated without a fight, no matter what, the children of the Demon Gate could not agree.

As if he didn't see these demons, Dao Xuan smiled at the poison god Wen Yan: "You don't need to look for it, there are indeed no disciples here, only Lao Dao alone." ”

Although Yu Yangzi was also a little uneasy in his heart, he thought that no matter what conspiracy he had, there were still many people on his own side here, and he would be able to solve the problem quickly, and if there was disharmony, this Dao Xuan would not be able to escape.

What's more, even if Qingyun Sect has any conspiracy, the essence of the four factions of his Demon Sect is also here, and he resisted the pursuit of the three factions of the righteous path a hundred years ago, and at this time, Qingyun Sect alone has nothing to fear.

The Poison God and the Three Wonderful Fairies also thought the same.

Only the Ghost King, the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger, and quietly made a look at Qinglong, who understood, and silently led the people of the Ghost King Sect to the back of the team.

Yuyangzi, as the leader of this trip, couldn't hold back the most, stood up, stretched his arms, silver light flashed, and a black and white strange mirror appeared in his hand.

This is the Yin-Yang Mirror, the magic weapon he has practiced for many years, and as soon as he saw him spread out in his hand, a black and white light attacked Dao Xuan.

The Sanmiao Fairy and the Poison God also followed him, unleashing the most powerful attack, only to see that Dao Xuan did not retreat for half a step, let out a clear whistle, his cuffs shook, and his palms stretched out.

The clear light flashed, and a yin and yang diagram made of true qi appeared in front of him, and he didn't dodge or dodge, blocking the attack of the top three masters of this demon gate, and his body shook and flew out upside down.

The poison gods were even more excited, and they felt that they were crushing Qingyun, and they were today.

It was at this time that a roar rose from behind everyone to the sky, His Royal Highness Yuqing of Tongtian Peak, in the cold ice pool water, a huge whirlpool suddenly appeared, the water rotated rapidly, and the more and more urgent, the roar like a dragon roaring like a tiger roared became louder and louder, and it actually suppressed the voices of the countless beasts and demons in front of him.

But I can see that in the cold ice pool, the water column is like urging, it rises suddenly, flies straight into the sky, and rushes straight to the height of dozens of zhang, the water column condenses but does not disperse, like a wild flower blooming, and the huge body of the Qingyun Mountain Zhenshan Divine Beast Lingzun Water Qilin appears out.

Dao Xuan's clear roar was summoning the mountain protection spirit beast of this Qingyun Gate.

I saw Dao Xuan's figure slowly falling, but he no longer looked at the people of the Demon Sect, raised his eyes to look into the distance, and smiled.

Several sword lights lit up from the other six peaks of Qingyun.

Four figures, coming from the surrounding Yuguang.

"Qingyunmen Wind Returns to the Peak, Uncle Zeng!"

"Qingyunmen Chaoyang Peak Shang Zhengliang!"

"Qingyunmen Dazhu Fengtian is not easy!"

"Qingyunmen Dragon Head Peak Cangsong!"

"Break the demon gate with the senior brother in charge!"

Dao Xuan looked at the streamer in the sky, looked at the ancestral hall, and found that the person who was supposed to appear just silently cast a smile on his face, a little surprised, but he smiled brightly.

His clothes shook, and a clear and shining long sword appeared in his hand, the sword light flashed, and he smiled and said, "Senior brothers, follow me to break the thief!"

"Master, why don't you go?" Lu Xueqi was beside Shui Yue, she didn't have that cold appearance at all, like a coquettish little girl, leaning on Shui Yue's side.

Seeing that those masters were so majestic, she naturally hoped that her masters would also go up to show their might.

Shui Yue's gaze became a little distant, and she sighed softly: "They are repeating the spirit of the past, how can I disturb them?"

"Back then?" Lu Xueqi asked with some curiosity with a slight tilt of her head.

"That's right, they were like this back then, and they went all the way north with their senior brother. As if she had thought of something happy, her expression became gentle.

This scene, for the Demon Gate, is not unforgettable?

Six people, all the way, crushed all their pride and pride.

Qinglong's face was pale, looking at the five people in front of him, his eyes revealed a deep shame.

He thought he had forgotten the scene of that year, but he didn't expect that he would never forget it for the rest of his life.

Five swords, five figures, shining in the moonlight.

A clear sound sounded softly from the bottom of Qingyun Mountain.

Someone, playing the sword and singing:

I am also good at singing and drinking, singing with beautiful women and drinking with friends.

Geyi Kansai copper plate, wine should go straight into eighteen buckets.

Swinging the long street and laughing clouds, I am a traveler in the red dust.

The buildings are jagged and lost, and the walkers are in a hurry who is with the group.

It stops like a high mountain and flows like water, and the flowing water traces back to the peach blossom forest.

The beauty in red and the friend in white are singing and drinking together.

The world says that I love Hongchen, but in fact, I only love Hongchen.

Hearing this voice, all the people in the Demon Sect who had experienced the Great Battle of the Temple a hundred years ago were shocked. Baguio has never seen such an aunt, so trembling, so afraid.

Looking down the hill with such longing.

The sound of the sword is clear, and the song is melodious.

Tian Ling'er was dressed in red, looking at Qin Mu holding her exquisite sword in her hand, and her heart was a little happy, didn't she happen to be the "beautiful woman in red"?

Only Qin Mu knows that what he can't let go of is just himself in the red dust, the beauty of this world is so nostalgic, even if he can see through it, how can he give it up?

The sword body is clear, and the singing is melodious, and it gradually spreads to the seven peaks of Qingyun.

The flying sword in Dao Xuan's hand, with the singing of this sword, became more and more public.

It seems that when he returned to his youth, he no longer reminded himself that he was a dignified and stable senior brother, and could only watch his junior brother's youth sway with envy.

Five swords, five figures, and a hundred years of love and hatred, in this flamboyant laughter, slowly turned into a gust of wind, floating in the eternal night of Qingyun.

This battle is not to kill foreign enemies, but to solve internal demons.

The more you kill, the more frightened you become.

Although these five people are weak and weak, they are like a sword bone, unstoppable, rampage, and have no scruples.

What's more, there are masters who don't know the depths, looking at them with a smile on the side.

No Demon Sect disciple who had experienced what happened back then would like Qin Mu's smile.

The five people back then were just the leaders of the younger generation, but today, they are the top monks in this Zhuxian world, more than a grade stronger than a hundred years ago.

Qingyunmen didn't let the disciples stay in Tongtian Peak, because in such a battle, those young disciples didn't have much effect.

The people of the Ghost King Sect had already commanded, and when they saw such a situation, they retreated one after another.

Youji, Qinglong, who was fighting with the Ghost King in the front row, was extremely anxious in his heart, and flew to the back of the team.

Qin Mu was standing on the retreat path, waiting for them.

ps: The poem in the middle is the same as "I am also good at singing and drinking", I like it very much, I borrowed it, and I have deleted it. (To be continued.) )