Yu Qingwu, who was taken by his father to fly, looked at the mountains and rivers that were quickly rowing under his feet, and said with a displeased face: "Daddy, I really don't want to go to Kunlun!"

The father and son flew at extreme speed in the air thousands of feet above the ground, a hundred miles in an instant, and the air currents generated by high-speed movement rattled, but there was a faint light mask three feet outside the two of them, blocking the violent Gangfeng, otherwise with Yu Qingwu's only a hundred years of skill, how could he survive in the Gangfeng that was enough to tear the skin and bones?

Yu Shixiong, who was really rotating in his body and controlling his body, did not answer his son's question, but said with a cold face: "I told you a long time ago, you can go anywhere in the world, but only the imperial capital can't go! You not only set foot in the imperial capital, but also become brothers with the emperor and his son, today's trip to Kunlun, you have to go or not!"

Yu Shixiong was really angry, and as soon as the words fell, the space outside the zhang inexplicably crackled, and even the earth under the thousands of zhang was shaking.

Yu Qingwu's eyes were red when he felt his father's real anger for the first time, and he turned his head and sobbed: "You can leave me alone in Yuzhou in order to kill demons and eliminate demons, regardless of my life or death, why do you care who I am a brother with?"

Father loves him, he knows the Dao, and he also knows that the reason why his father left him and went to Beihai to kill Kunpeng alone is for his own safety, and the reason why he said this at this time is just because he doesn't understand why his father would object so much to him and the prince Xia Luqi becoming brothers!

"Because ......"

Yu Shixiong's face was as pale as paper, he stopped without finishing a sentence, then sighed, and said: "Now you shouldn't know the Dao, as long as you know the Dao, you can marry anyone with a different surname, but Xia Luqi can't!"

"I want it! I want it!" Yu Qingwu said fiercely, and then stopped talking.

For his son's stubbornness, Yu Shixiong knows that the tighter he presses, the more he is afraid that he will go against the grain, thinking of this, he had to shake his head helplessly, only accelerated again and again, and went straight to Kunlun Mountain.

This flight is six hours, from morning to dusk, the father and son from the northerly direction of the imperial capital, over Yuzhou, Jingzhou, at this time has been far away from the Central Plains, into an endless huge mountain range, this mountain range is the Kunlun Mountains, and thousands of miles away from the top of the pillar, faintly shining treasure light mountain, is the birthplace of Taoism Kunlun Mountain!

The top of Kunlun is actually a building wood, the building wood is high and large, like a pillar of heaven, and the top of the building wood has a nine-day Kunpeng to protect the gate of the heavenly realm. In other words, Kunlun is the gateway of the heavenly realm in the world, and it is naturally revered and is a treasure land of immortals.

Half a pillar of incense time passed, Yu Shixiong took Yu Qingwu over the mountains and ravines, descended at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, to this time, in order to truly appreciate the majesty and majesty of Kunlun, coupled with the verdant green, purple and red, dense atmosphere, as if in a fairyland.

"Wow! It's so beautiful!" As soon as he came to the foot of Kunlun Mountain, Yu Qingwu was drunk by the wonders here, as if he had forgotten his anger with his father before.

Yu Shixiong smiled, untied the nearly six-foot-long black box behind him, placed it on the side of Yu Qingwu with a bang, and said, "You are looking at Xiao Hei here, I will go up the mountain to meet a few elders and palace masters first, and then come to pick you up the mountain!"

Yu Qingwu raised his hand to hold the black box, and didn't care about his father's departure, just enjoying the beautiful scenery around him. At this moment, there was a sharp sound of breaking the air behind him, he immediately looked back, but saw a sword light flickering left and right towards his side, closer, only to see that it was a gray-clothed middle-aged Taoist priest Edgeworth flying, just to see that the middle-aged face was bloodless, and the body was mottled with blood, thinking that he had suffered a lot of injuries, so even the flight of the sword seemed a little difficult.

Yu Qingwu leaned on the black box, watching the gray-clothed Taoist priest in the sky swaying the flying sword with great interest, and couldn't help but feel a trace of contempt for Kunlun in his heart.

It is said that Kunlun is the authentic sect of Xuanmen, ruling the thirty-six caves and seventy-two blessed lands on the earth, the Taoist magic power is incomparable, and there are countless powerful disciples under the disciples, but the Taoist priest who knows that he is a person of Kunlun at a glance is still seriously injured, isn't this a slap in the face of Kunlun?

Swish......

The Taoist priest who controlled the silver flying sword pinched a sword trick and controlled the flying sword to land slowly, but the mana in his body was temporarily frustrated, but when he was three feet off the ground, he turned over and fell, only to fall in pain.

"Giggles!"

Yu Qingwu, who was not far away, leaned forward and leaned back with laughter, and her tears almost burst into laughter.

The gray-clothed middle-aged Taoist priest heard the child's laughter, his originally pale face turned red, he slowly propped himself up, raised his hand to make a move at the flying sword above his head, and the silver flying sword immediately drilled into the scabbard behind his back. The gray-clothed Taoist priest who put the sword back into the sheath coughed lightly, looked at Yu Qingwu who was leaning on the black box not far away, and made a sermon, saying: "Let the little donor see the ...... laugh" Before he finished speaking, his eyes fell on the nearly six-foot-long black box on Yu Qingwu's side, and his face was blue for a while and white for a while.

After a while, he suddenly pulled out a flying sword from behind his back and pointed at Yu Qingwu, and said sharply: "What a demon, my generation of monks has not yet killed all the demons in the world, and you dare to take the initiative to send it to the door, do you really think that my Kunlun Immortal Mountain is a fictitious thing?"

As soon as the words fell, he pinched a seal in his left hand, and the silver sword in his right hand flew away, turning into a cold light and shooting straight at Yu Qingwu.

Yu Qingwu, who was originally smiling, tightened his eyes, snorted coldly, and his small hand grabbed the black box on his side and blocked it in front of him, and the next moment, the sword light shot directly on the black box, and with a crisp sound, the silver sword was bounced out.

"Puff ......"

The blow missed, and the gray-clothed Taoist priest who was devoured by the force opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of reverse blood, and his face became even whiter. He glared at Yu Qingwu viciously, gritted his teeth, pinched his hands again and again, wisps of light flowed out of his hands, and the flying sword that rebounded back suddenly made a clanging sound, and the sword light soared, and it shot over again.

"The old Taoist priest is looking for death!"

Yu Qingwu was furious, the true qi in his body churned out, he picked up the end of the black box with both hands, and smashed forward with the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops.

Whoosh...... Boom!

The sword light couldn't withstand the force contained in the black box, and was directly smashed into the air, falling down on the ground three zhang away, and the earth chips flew rapidly, blasting the ground out of a pit a foot deep.

Yu Qingwu, who smashed the silver sword, licked his lips, held the black box and approached the gray-clothed Taoist, one step at a time, and then turned over the black box in his hand, and smashed it directly into the head of the gray-clothed Taoist. If this is smashed, the incomparable weight of the black box will inevitably smash the gray-clothed Taoist priest into a pulp!

The gray-clothed Taoist priest was frightened, the previous two blows, he knew that although the young man in front of him was extremely talented, he had a hundred years of skill before he was ten years old, but what was really extraordinary was the black box he was holding, if it weren't for the black box, even if the young man's skill doubled, it would definitely not be his opponent!

"The little demon is going to be rampant, look at the magic method of eliminating demons in this way!" The gray-clothed Taoist priest snorted lightly, his hands turned into an afterimage, and more than a dozen seals had formed between his breaths, and then he lifted the five qi in his chest, opened his mouth and spewed out a white mist, which directly wrapped Yu Qingwu's entire person.

The gray-clothed Taoist priest originally thought that although he was seriously injured, his strength was only one percent of his usual strength, but the little demon in front of him was only a hundred years of cultivation, and once his demon-slaying mist came out, he would not be able to dissolve into blood and water?

The gray-clothed Taoist priest's heart shook, and he didn't have time to think about how his magic method could be useless, his left hand and sword pointed to meet the smashed black box, and with his right hand, a treasure light immediately flashed on his body, and in the blink of an eye, there was already an extra pair of treasure armor on his body.

Boom!

Yu Qingwu exerted all his strength, holding the black box and pressing down, the white light between the left fingers of the gray-clothed Taoist priest burned, resisting the trend of the black box pressing down, but his person was shocked, the Adam's apple surged, obviously the qi and blood surged, and he suffered internal injuries.

"Old Zamao, why are you going to kill me as soon as you come up?" Yu Qingwu passed his true qi into the black box, and even used his own strength to cover the gray-clothed Taoist priest with the black box, and said fiercely: "I just laughed at you a few times, and you have a murderous intent, what kind of Tao do you cultivate!

This Taoist priest was still ready to greet him before, but suddenly he attacked him, and his intentions were really sinister! He has always bullied others, when did he be bullied like this? But then again, this Taoist priest is really powerful, and he can still burst out with such a strong combat power even when he is injured, if it weren't for the black box in his hand, he is really not his opponent!

"Hmph!" The gray-clothed Taoist priest who was bent over snorted coldly, the blood from the corner of his mouth slowly flowed, and the strong force from the black box made him feel like he was being pressed by Mount Tai, if he went on like this, it wouldn't be long before he had to be crushed to death!

Thinking of this, his right hand was carried behind him, and he pinched the sword technique without a trace, and at the same time said in a deep voice: "Demons and demons, everyone of my generation of cultivators will be punished! If it weren't for the fact that this seat was severely injured by Kunpeng in Beihai some time ago, killing you a little devil who has cultivated for a hundred years is just a moment's work!"

As the words fell, the right hand behind his back had already finished pinching the seal, and the silver flying sword that had been smashed by Yu Qingwu and flying three zhang away swayed and rose slowly, the tip of the sword shook slightly, and the next moment it shot towards Yu Qingwu's heart.

Swish......

The sound of breaking the air suddenly started, and Yu Qingwu, who was about to reply, only had a feeling of chills on his back, he didn't have time to think about it, he kicked over and got up, and at the same time, a cold light behind his back brought a touch of scarlet crossing, and then hung above the head of the gray-clothed Taoist priest and let out a soft sound.

"Hoo ......"

The gray-clothed Taoist priest who had removed the gravity fell to his knees, gasping for breath, the blood in his mouth dripping as if he didn't want money, looking at Yu Qingwu, who turned over in time to avoid the vital point, showing a look of pity.

Yu Qingwu's eyes burst out with murderous aura as he stood up, and he looked down at the wound on his left arm, which was constantly dripping with blood, and hated the gray-clothed Taoist priest to death in his heart. Just now, if I hadn't suddenly sensed the danger and turned over in time, I am afraid that today's life would have to be confessed to this Kunlun Mountain.

"Old miscellaneous hair is looking for death!" he roared, and his small body burst out with terrifying power, striding out and running towards the gray-clothed Taoist, and even the black box he was holding in his arms faintly flashed black.

Alack......

Yu Qingwu shook the nearly six-foot-long black box, and brought a howling wind, sweeping the leaves and pulling the grass, and the ground was lifted off everywhere he passed. The gray-clothed Taoist priest, who was already at the end of the crossbow, laughed bitterly, his mana was almost exhausted, and he was no longer able to cast spells, so he had to raise his hand to hold the handle of the flying sword above his head, and the rungs were in front of him.

Bang!

The black box smashed heavily on the silver sword, and then smashed into the gray-clothed Taoist, and when the armor of the gray-clothed Taoist shone brightly, his person flew out three feet.

Yu Qingwu, who was already bleeding, seemed to have lost his mind, and after smashing the gray-clothed Taoist priest into the air, he held the black box and continued to wave the black box......

Boom...... Boom......

The gray-clothed Taoist priest had no power to resist, he was smashed and flew again and again, and the whole person was dyed into blood, if it weren't for the extraordinary armor on his body, he would have died a few times!

......

Kunlun Mountain is as high as 8,000 zhang, and a mountain gate is set up at a thousand zhang, and there are disciples guarding it. The movement of Yu Qingwu and the gray-clothed Taoist priest fighting under the mountain came up, and the young Taoist priest guarding the mountain gate frowned and hurriedly rushed down the mountain. When he saw a child holding a long black box smashing the gray-clothed Taoist priest into the air again and again, his heart was shocked, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he ran towards the gray-clothed Taoist priest while punching out the seal to convey the news to the mountain gate, and at the same time shouted: "Little bastard, stop!"

Yu Qingwu, who was about to smash the gray-clothed Taoist priest who had become a bloody man again, heard the loud shout behind him, he froze, slowly turned around, looked at the young Taoist priest who was rushing, his face sank like water, and said, "You call me a little bastard?"

"The little bastard dares to hurt my master, looking for death!" the young Taoist priest snorted, and was about to raise his hand to pinch the seal and teach the boy in front of him a lesson that he didn't know the height of the sky.

However, before he finished pinching the first seal, a black shadow rushed in front of him, and he saw Yu Qingwu holding the black box in his arms and smashing it towards his front door...... With a muffled sound, the figure was thrown away, and the young Taoist priest slammed down three feet away, spilling wisps of scarlet blood along the way.

Yu Qingwu stood in the box, looked coldly at the young Taoist priest whose head was torn apart, his flesh and blood were blurred, and he couldn't die anymore, and said in a deep voice: "Kill yourself!" He lost his mother since he was a child, and he hated others for saying that he was a little mongrel, but whoever said this, he wanted that person to die!

The gray-clothed Taoist priest who was lying more than ten feet away saw Yu Qingwu kill his apprentice with his own eyes, and wanted to shout, but it seemed that something was blocking his throat, and he couldn't make a sound. This anger, the qi and blood in his chest surged, and he couldn't help but spurt out another mouthful of reverse blood, and the whole person withered, with more breath and less intake.

He was smashed by Yu Qingwu with a black box no less than ten times, he had reached the end of his rope, the fire of life was shaking, as if it would be extinguished at any time, and the treasure armor on his body was also full of cracks, looking dilapidated, I am afraid that if he received another blow, he would be completely shattered.

Yu Qingwu once again set his eyes on the gray-clothed Taoist priest, he stepped forward step by step with the black box, and said: "Daddy told me not to hurt or kill people at will, but you deceived me first, if I didn't have Xiao Hei, I'm afraid I would have died in your hands!"

After the words fell, the other person had already walked three feet in front of the gray-clothed Taoist, and he glanced at the gray-clothed Taoist priest who was convulsing all over his body, and his face was full of ruthlessness that should not be at this age. The next moment, he raised the black box and smashed it towards the gray-clothed Taoist priest.

"Stop!"

At this moment, a flood of sound covered the Eight Desolations, and then a violent wind suddenly appeared, directly rolling Yu Qingwu and the black box in his hand out of the zhang, followed by twelve figures falling from the sky one after another, and most of them glared angrily at Yu Qingwu who got up.