"Buzz!"

In a strange and gorgeous palace, a rapid vibration sounded, and the head of a green sheep tempered by ghost fire shook violently. This green sheep is tall and has two feet, which is very peculiar, and has the characteristics of twelve genera. Not far away, a middle-aged Taoist priest held a seal, and the turquoise ghost fire in the void rose, constantly infiltrating the body of Qingyang Shouza.

At this time, with the agitation inside the first seat of the green sheep, suddenly a huge momentum rose in the first seat of the green sheep.

"It's going to be done!"

At this time, the face of the middle-aged Taoist priest who was sitting cross-legged and practicing couldn't help but become ecstatic, and in his perception, he could clearly see that at this time, in the first seat of Qingyang, there was a chaotic aura that suddenly exploded, and a piece of heaven and earth that was only dozens of miles in size was slowly taking shape.

This piece of heaven and earth is separated, the clear air floats into a clear clear sky, the turbid air sinks into a thick dà earth, there are several small hills formed, and a small river meanders out of the mountains, full of vitality.

A touch of green gradually appeared on both sides of the strait, but there were tender grasses poking out, and the whole small world seemed to come alive at this moment. In this small world, a brilliant rune exudes an ancient and powerful aura to maintain the operation of this heaven and earth.

"Haha, after ten years of tempering, the Immortal Stone has finally opened up space in the first seat of Qingyang, and has been promoted to become a Dao weapon!

Venerable Qingyang's long hair and shawl were as dark green and crystal as bright as a green color, and his wide Taoist robe fluttered with the vibration of his momentum, and he was extremely arrogant. He should be proud, and he also has the capital to be proud of, and he is powerful with Dao weapons, and he can be described as a rare opponent in the same realm. Although he is a Venerable Dao Being, he is only in the Yuan Shen realm. Nowadays, we are getting closer and closer to the honorific title of Venerable.

Venerable Qingyang stepped out of the palace, and the surrounding area of the palace was filled with ghostly energy, at the foot of the mountain below the palace. Mountains of bones are rotting, corpses are angry. Venerable Qingyang didn't think so, and with a slight wave of his hand, a blue light turned into a rainbow and left.

In less than half an hour, a young man in a black robe with a pale face turned into a black rainbow light.

"Congratulations on the completion of the Master's Dao Weapon!"

The young man glanced at the Qingyang Venerable slightly, and saw that although the Qingyang Venerable was indifferent, his eyebrows could not be concealed. In my heart, I must have thought that it was the success of the refining of the Dao weapon, and I immediately congratulated him.

"Green Ivy. Sue me, something happened in Mo Nian. ”

Venerable Qingyang couldn't help but nod his head when he heard the congratulations of the eldest disciple. After that, the face became stern and asked.

"Mo Nian went to the Great Song Dynasty to investigate the disappearance of dry bones, and then the life lamp suddenly went out, and the elders of the sect suspected that Mo Nian had bumped into the righteous path of competing for the luck of the true dragon, but now the Great Song Sect has a lot of interference, and it is impossible to tell what the sect did for a while......"

Qing Teng honestly said the speculation of the sect and the current situation in the Great Song Dynasty.

"Okay! If you dare to kill my disciple, it's okay. Since I can't find out, I'll ask them one by one!"

Venerable Qingyang waved his robe, and the whole person turned into a cyan rainbow and rushed towards the direction of the Great Song Kingdom.

Great Song Kingdom, Youzhou!

"What kind of sect is this Song Yu behind it? I'm afraid that Sanxiu doesn't have the ability to cultivate Song Yu. It's not right. The old Taoist priest should not touch this troubled water. Well, there is also the Beast Control Sect, but according to the intelligence, the Beast Control Sect should have chosen Liang Wang He Long. And the Fire Sect?"

Zhengming flipped through Song Yu's intelligence and found that there were many suspicious things. Obviously, this Song Yu has the support of the sect behind him, otherwise it would be impossible to change from a merchant family to a prince in just a few years.

There were not too many sects near the Great Song Kingdom. And the sects that should have made a move have now made a move. Obviously, the Lihuo Sect, which has participated in all generations, did not make much movement this time, and I didn't expect that this time it would take everyone by surprise. Thinking about it, Masaaki felt more and more that his guess was correct.

"The little cub of the Minglang Sect?"

Just as Zhengming was thinking, suddenly a dark and puzzled voice sounded. As the voice fell, a middle-aged monk wearing a Taoist robe with three sheep's heads embroidered on the robe suddenly appeared in Zhengming's eyes.

"Sheep head, are you the Qingyang Venerable?"

Zhengming's face changed, and the whole person stood up and waited for it.

"Why did you kill the monk in my sect?"

Venerable Qingyang chuckled, and then his whole person's momentum changed, and he asked with a solemn face. At the same time, Venerable Qingyang had a big hand, and a cyan palm full of Dao patterns appeared in the void, as if he was carrying a chicken, grabbing Zhengming's whole person.

"Venerable Qingyang, when did I kill someone from the Evil Ghost Sect?"

Zhengming's whole person was full of humiliation, his face was flushed, his usual elegant demeanor had long since ceased to exist, but he was horrified in his heart, he couldn't imagine that the evil way was actually casually charged with crimes, and he took this opportunity to kill himself, could there be any big changes in the sect?

"It seems that he is not lying? That's right, such a cultivation is like a weak chicken, how can he kill the disciples of this seat. ”

Venerable Qingyang's eyes were full of light, and it seemed that he had a special means to distinguish whether Zhengming was lying or not.

After Venerable Qingyang finished speaking, the palm formed by the Dao pattern in the air dissipated with a bang, and Zhengming stood on the ground again, and his face improved slightly at this time. As soon as Zhengming raised his head, he saw that the Qingyang Venerable had disappeared, as if he had never appeared.

"What the hell is going on? Could it be that there are really disciples of the Evil Ghost Sect who have fallen here, why don't I know?"

Zhengming saw Venerable Qingyang leaving, and his mind couldn't help but think. At first, he thought that Venerable Qingyang was just looking for an excuse to kill him, but he didn't expect that it was not.

In fact, in the final analysis, if there is no conflict of interests, the major sects will not attack each other lightly. The so-called good and evil are more of a term caused by the practice of practice. Because monks are looking for detachment, hoping to live forever. Instead of fighting for small things, they are angry and fight for their lives. Of course, if it threatens the Terrans, it's a different matter.

"No, this matter needs to be informed to the sect!"

Zhengming took out a sword talisman and said what had just happened without reservation, and as soon as his big hand was released, the sword talisman turned into a light and rose into the sky, disappearing.

"It's really not, although the secret method has been confirmed, but it's still a little uneasy!"

At this time, in the void, Venerable Qingyang held the sword talisman that Zhengming had just released in his hand, and muttered in his mouth.

"What a tiresome breath!"

Venerable Qingyang glanced at the top of the imperial capital, a black dragon hovering in lilac luck. In the final analysis, without the national fortune of the integration of heaven, earth and man, such a weak Jiaolong Qingyang Venerable really did not take it seriously. This is the reason why Venerable Qingyang can come and go freely in the imperial capital, but the general trend of humanity still suppresses him.

Venerable Qingyang glanced at it, and the whole person turned into rainbow light and disappeared again.

......

"The third one? Isn't it really these hypocrites?"

In Yiyang City, Bingzhou, the candle wearing a Taoist robe and a golden lotus crown clicked, and he fell to the ground on his knees, and under the agitation of his true qi, he shattered the marble that paved the ground.

Looking at the Qingyang Venerable in front of him, Candle You's mind was full of humiliation at this time, and a million ancient divine beasts rushed past in his mind. What's wrong with the good enlightenment? Who did I provoke whom? Why was I suddenly brought out like a chicken cub?

"Huh, this is the Venerable Qingyang? Mo Nian and the master of the dry bones, could it be that he has cultivated the Dao weapon and has come to seek revenge?"

Pan Hao's heart suddenly moved, and the scene in Yiyang City was reflected in his mind. (To be continued......)