Song Si had a little impression that Ye Yunlin had a ticket for Luo Qingqi's piano music, which was bought by this demonic tyrant boy.

Looking at Jing Jue and the masters of the Star Luo Hall behind him, Song Si said expressionlessly, "What price do you pay for my territory here?"

Jing Jue was stunned for a moment, then thought of something, and directly took out a small Qiankun bag and threw it to Song Si: "You order." ”

took the small Qiankun bag, obediently there were a thousand medium-grade spirit stones, the local tyrant is the local tyrant, this is enough for Song Si to cultivate for half a year. Song Si smiled and floated away like a phantom lantern.

The monks who originally thought that the Star Luo Hall would bully people were very disappointed, they didn't see a little good show to kill the boredom, and they didn't expect Jing Jue to take out the spirit stone to buy it, how much they expected this local tyrant to see the square inch under their feet at this moment.

However, if the people of the Star Luo Hall really fancy the territory under their feet, they probably wouldn't have the courage to ask for spirit stones like Song Si.

A day later, within a radius of two hundred miles, there were already standing cultivators, martial cultivators, and some strange people wearing pointed hats, strange robes, and holding magic staffs, which seemed to be some magicians.

Among them was a young beauty magician with long black hair, very special, very special, as for why, Song Si was not sure and didn't understand.

As if sensing Song Si's gaze, the female magician looked up at Song Si on the top of the tree in the distance, frowned lightly, and then turned her head away and ignored it.

Song Si was surprised, looking at the figure of the beautiful woman and falling into deep thought, could it be that the entrance to the Kunxu Star in Death Valley attracted all the magicians in the West?

However, under Zhang Juzheng's reforms, the Ming Dynasty reappeared in the image of Zhongxing, and there were many exchanges with the West, so it is not unusual for these magicians to appear here. But as long as those people don't show up, that's fine.

Looking in all directions, many disciples of the Great Sect of Cultivation in Kunxu Star appeared here, but there were no more than three hundred young talents who had obtained the qualification for the Qinglian Twelve Palace Trial each session.

Suddenly, the wind and clouds surged, and the fairy sound was faint. The clouds and mist in the valley are churning, the glow is ten thousand ways, the rui qi is thousands, and the majestic aura comes out, turning into all kinds of fairy birds and beasts to swim in the meantime.

This is a real wonderland!

The 12 signs of Qinglian are finally going to reappear!

At this moment, Yu Qingyang of the Nine Nations Alliance, Qing Shaohan, Elder of the Canglan Holy Sect, and Mo Yuanzi of Zhou Shandao flew into the air and shouted to the monks of the Quartet: "Monks with the Qinglian Order, quickly gather at Qinglian Terrace!"

As soon as the words fell, a cyan lotus platform with a radius of hundreds of zhang gradually appeared from the fairy mist, and the cyan halo flowed, exuding a faint fragrance of lotus flowers.

Song Si smelled the lotus fragrance and inexplicably had a hint of enlightenment, but unfortunately, this hint of enlightenment was fleeting, and he was almost able to grasp the key to that strange jade slip.

In the final analysis, it was because of the sudden change that Song Si's enlightenment was interrupted. Many monks who set off for Qinglian Terrace, in a short distance, more than 20 young monks were killed on the spot and took away the Qinglian Order.

Most of the monks who took the Qinglian Order were the elders of the Canglan Holy Sect and Zhou Mountain Dao, and the monks who watched the ceremony were in an uproar, they didn't expect that the Nine Nations Alliance, the Canglan Holy Sect, and Zhou Mountain Dao would do such a thing.

This is the first time in thousands of years that such a terrible event has occurred in the Qinglian Zodiac Trial.

"Senior brother!"

"Ask brother!"

"My son, my poor son!"

......

In front of the Qinglian Stage, many monks watched their relatives, friends, and juniors die tragically, and they were excited. But in the face of behemoths like Canglan Holy Sect and Zhou Shandao, they dared to be angry and did not dare to speak.

"Yu Qingyang, Qing Shaohan, Mo Yuanzi, what do you mean by this?" Demon Yuyan unintentionally flew into the void and asked. Two of the more than twenty monks who died were from the Demon Realm.

"There are a few Qinglian orders missing from this gate, do you have any opinions?" Qing Shao smiled coldly and asked rhetorically.

"Good, good, good reason!" Yan Wuxin swept the dust, and the powerful momentum suddenly exploded: "The best period is like a dream to return to people, who has words and no intentions." ”

But seeing that Yan Wuxin flicked his robe, he slapped his palm in the void and slapped it towards everyone in Zhou Shan Dao. It's just because just now, the monk who started to rob and kill the Demon Domain came from Zhou Shan Dao.

"Er dare!" Mo Yuanzi let out a long shout, but unfortunately his palm had fallen, and it was too late to rescue. The three Zhou Shan Dao Jie Dan elders flew up into the sky and joined forces to protect the disciples under them.

Unfortunately, the power of this palm was far beyond their imagination, and the three Elders were smashed into the air by a palm, and their flesh and blood were all over the place, leaving only three of them floating in the air with a dull luster, letting out a terrified scream.

Just when Mo Yuanzi wanted to put away the golden pill and protect their souls, who knew that the three golden pills actually cracked from the center, suddenly exploded, and dissipated into ashes.

"You dare to kill our people from Zhou Shan Dao?!" Mo Yuanzi pointed to Yan Wuxin, shocked and angry.

He has some understanding of Yan Wuxin, and he can see Qing Shaohan's attitude of retreat beside him.

"Demon Dao Demon, everyone will be punished!" Yu Qingyang stood up and shouted.

Song Si stood in the distance, looking at this old man with gray sideburns, and observed carefully. Just as the three of them came out to shout, he sensed a hint of danger, so he stayed put. At this moment, he was very much looking forward to this old Taoist being able to fight with Yan Wuxin.

"It's just killing. Yan Wuxin looked at Mo Yuanzi and Yu Qingyang, and the momentum of the two sides hit each other, which actually caused the air to burst and the sound to explode.

"Good killing! You are vain righteous sects, what is the difference between the act of robbing and killing the trial cultivator just now and the Demon Dao?"

Mo Yuanzi sneered: "I have heard that the Demon Domain, Wucheng Martial Cultivation is a raccoon dog, there is no distinction between good and evil, it seems that this is really the case." ”

Before he finished speaking, he saw a terrifying palm print in the void shooting towards him, and it was Yan Wuxin who shot again.

"Demon woman, you dare to sneak attack?!" Mo Yuanzi extracted the aura of heaven and earth, condensed it into a true yuan handprint, and fought back, breaking the unintentional attack.

With a bang, the energy was full of energy, and many monks with low cultivation on the ground were swept away by the terrifying residual energy, and all of them were severely injured for a while, and some monks even fainted directly.

"Everyone is killed, what about the sneak attack?" Yan Wuxin brushed the dust, his palms changed, and the vitality of heaven and earth was contained, directly forming a vitality storm in the air, the black wind was howling, the thunder and lightning were swimming, and the terrifying scene made people feel as if they were in the apocalyptic world.

Seeing such a scene, Song Si hurriedly flew back to a thousand feet and watched from a distance, this crazy woman in the Demon Domain killed people without blinking her eyes.

"Heavenly Evil Annihilation!"

Suddenly, Yan Wuxin slapped his palm towards Mo Yuanzi again, and the powerful black palm power was terrifying, which made Mo Yuanzi feel a trace of fear, but he extinguished this thought in an instant.

"Demon woman, Hugh is rampant! Three thousand avenues, ten thousand laws are always one, yin and yang are born and destroyed, edict!"

Mo Yuanzi gathered the aura of heaven and earth, converging into a mysterious law seal, and the two qi of yin and yang swirled, and fought back.

The extreme moves hit each other, and the heavens and the earth suddenly fell into darkness, flying sand and stones, and the grass and trees did not exist in a hundred miles of land. And in the center of the storm, Mo Yuanzi and Yan Wuxin shuttled through it, fighting in the air, and it seemed that they were not affected at all.

On the other side, Jun Wanchao held up the sky with one palm, and Haoran righteousness rushed straight into the sky, and it was the Confucian mastery "Haoran Jue" passed down by Yasheng Mencius that reappeared in the world.

"Haoran is angry!"

Jun Wan struck out with a palm, and all evils were repelled, and Yu Qingyang, who had distracting thoughts, was instantly restricted and fell behind. It is rumored that the three gentlemen of the Junyang Academy in Wucheng once resisted the twelve elders of the Canglan Holy Sect, but they fell from exhaustion, shaking the cultivation realm. These martial cultivators who are new to Kunxu Star cannot be inferred according to common sense.

The four-end sword is out of the sheath, self-examination, self-denial, prudence, and forgiveness, and the gentleman's style makes Yu Qingyang's mind affected again by fighting with him, Yu Qingyang does not dare to ignore it, and immediately collects his mind and waits for him.

"Loyalty and forgiveness, filial piety, sense of heaven and earth, honesty and shame, three swords in one!"

The three swords fell in one, and the sword qi penetrated the heaven and earth, killing him. Yu Qingyang fought with a Confucian gentleman for the first time, but he didn't expect the other party to be so powerful, so he immediately sacrificed a high-grade spiritual weapon shield, and laid down layers of enchantments to defend first.

Yu Qingyang then recited the words, sacrificed the flying sword and turned into a blue dragon, roared, and went towards Jun Wanchao.

"Haoran Heaven and Earth, One Breath is the Road to the World!"

Jun Wan shouted at the long time, Haoran purple qi gathered in his fingers, made a great move, and pointed out, the purple qi condensed, penetrated the blue dragon, and pressed towards Yu Qingyang together with Haoran sword qi.

At the critical moment, Qing Shaohan, who was an ally, no longer stood idly by, and the flying sword was sacrificed, and the streamer flashed, blocking the deadly killing move. Rao is like this, Yu Qingyang was still broken through by a sword qi The golden light of the protective body pierced through his right chest, and he was seriously injured.

Song Si, who watched the battle situation, was extremely surprised, it turned out that martial arts cultivation had reached a high-level realm, and it was not inferior to a cultivator, but martial arts cultivation who could become such a master was simply rare, too rare. In terms of the many martial arts cultivators who have entered Kunxu Xing, many people have switched to the cultivation sect because the martial arts realm cannot be taken to the next level, after all, the cultivation method that can quickly absorb spiritual energy and increase life span is something they can't resist.

Just when the two sides were fighting fiercely, the green light on the Qinglian platform was shining, and a gate phantom appeared, and the three words "Qinglian Palace" full of supreme fairy spirit on the gate were clearly visible.

"Qinglian Palace is open!" I don't know who shouted, and the young monk who remained on the Qinglian platform was the first to rush through the gate. There are also young monks holding the Qinglian Order on the periphery who are hesitant, if they want to enter the Qinglian Palace, they need to go through the battlefield of the four masters duel, in case they are scraped by the strength of the battle, they will not die or be disabled.

Every time the gate of Qinglian Palace is opened, it will only last for a quarter of an hour, but the battle in the sky will not end for a few days and nights.

The bumpy road to immortal cultivation is made by tens of thousands of people. Since you have chosen the path of cultivating immortals, if you don't succeed, you will become ashes, and it is absolutely impossible not to take risks.

Half an hour later, finally a young monk couldn't hold back and rushed towards the Qinglian Platform with a protective magic weapon or spiritual weapon, six of the dozens of people crossed the battlefield with injuries and entered the Qinglian Palace, while the other four were blown into ashes by the violent battlefield energy.

The final time is approaching, the gate of Qinglian Palace is gradually turning from solid to empty, and when it is about to disappear, I see a sword qi shot into the battlefield, and twelve young sword cultivators are attached to the sword qi, and their bodies and swords are one, rushing to Qinglian Terrace, and entering Qinglian Palace safely.

At the same time, more than sixty young monks rushed into the battlefield one after another, Song Si no longer hesitated, and with the last purple and red vermilion fruit in his mouth, he turned into a streamer and rushed towards the Qinglian Platform at great speed.

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