These words were said by Zhu Jiugong, although his Yuan Ying escaped, but it also hurt his vitality greatly. What's more, the shadow snake is extremely precious to him, and a shadow snake is equivalent to one of his lives.

Don't die!

But at this time, Li Mingdao's heart fell to the bottom, and he secretly hated Zhu Jiugong.

In the past, Li Mingdao didn't dare to be disrespectful to Zhu Jiugong, after all, this is a primordial ancestor, who wants his own life, which is a matter of one sentence.

But now, in his heart, he has already scolded Zhu Jiugong miserably.

This old thing, it's so hateful, if you run away, you will run away, and you don't want to die, don't you make me wait here for the top cylinder?

If this one is unhappy, he will directly destroy himself and others, and he will go there to reason.

And according to Li Mingdao's estimate, the possibility of destroying himself and others will definitely not be small.

"This senior, junior and others were only forced by that Zhu Jiugong to follow him, and asked the seniors to let me wait for a way out, I will not dare to offend your seniors again. At this time, Li Mingdao knew that there was only one thing he could do, and that was to kneel down and beg Fang Ling for his life.

Although he is a disciple of the Supporting Holy Alliance, although he also has a great sense of belonging to the Supporting Holy Alliance, as a monk, he is most concerned about his own life.

If even your own life is gone, then there is no need to mention the rest.

As Li Mingdao knelt down, the other disciples of the Holy Alliance also knelt down one by one.

In addition to begging for their lives now, they are even more lamenting that they and others have bad luck in arresting the remnants of the Divine Sect like Meng Qing. It was just a small thing, but I didn't expect to meet such a killer.

Even the ancestor of the Yuan Infant fled. Not to mention these lowly monks.

Fang Ling waved his hand towards Li Mingdao and said, "It's not impossible to give you a way to live." Just answer me a few questions. ”

Li Mingdao's heart hesitated for a while, he knew that the problem of being able to exchange his life was definitely not a simple problem.

However, the fear of being positioned as a traitor by the Yongsheng Alliance was still overwhelmed by Fang Ling's fear of killing him for the time being, and he had the idea of taking a step to watch a film, and said respectfully: "Please also ask the seniors to instruct, as long as the juniors know, the juniors must know everything." ”

"Where is the nearest station of the Saint Alliance?" Fang Ling picked up a glass of wine and asked softly.

Didn't he want to attack the Supporters? Li Mingdao immediately vetoed the idea.

Grandma's, how is it possible, as far as he knows, in the nearest station, there are not only dozens of Jindan real people, but also four or five Yuan Infant Ancestors.

Even if this person is strong, he can still attack the place where four or five primordial ancestors gathered.

Telling Fang Ling about this place was not a revelation of the secret of the Holy Alliance, and he was overjoyed for a while, and said to Fang Ling respectfully: "Lord Hui." The closest station of my Holy Alliance is in the Sword Sect. ”

"Oh, isn't this far from the River Blocking Sword Sect?" Fang Ling's eyes lit up, and some of the things that had happened back then suddenly rose in his heart.

"Back to my predecessors. It is only a thousand miles away from here to the station of the sect of the Sword Sect. ”

Li Mingdao carefully pondered the joy in Fang Ling's eyes, and the more he figured it out, the more he felt that something was wrong.

This can't really be a move against the River Blocking Sword Sect, right?

Fang Ling, who already had an idea in his heart. He waved his hand at Li Mingdao and said, "You can go!"

Li Mingdao and the others were afraid that Fang Ling would change his mind, although Li Mingdao saw something strange in Fang Ling's smile. But he didn't dare to say more, and he controlled the magic weapon one by one. Leave in a panic.

When Li Mingdao and the others were about to leave, Meng Qing said loudly: "Senior, you can't let them go like this. ”

"Why can't I let them go like this?" Fang Ling looked at Meng Qing, who was still lying on the ground, and asked lightly.

Meng Qing's heart sank, knowing that what he had just said made this ancestor uncomfortable. Hurriedly said: "These people who support the Holy Alliance are the most moral, they will definitely gather a lot of manpower to deal with their predecessors." ”

"What if there are too many people?" Fang Ling waved his hand, and the magic weapon rope that bound Meng Qing's body instantly split into several sections.

This hand made the reverence on Meng Qing's face a little more, and he hugged his fists and said: "Although the predecessors are strong, the good tiger can't stand the wolves, not to mention that behind the Holy Alliance, there is also the Heaven-Shaking Gate." ”

"Are there many people supporting the Holy Alliance?" Fang Ling got up from his chair and said lightly: "You go and get busy with yours, I'll go and take a trip to the Jiang Sword Sect." ”

"Senior, don't do it, as far as I know, in addition to Lan Taozi, the Blocking River Sword Sect also has at least five Yuanying Cultivators in charge!"

Meng Qing's face was full of anxiety, and he said to Fang Ling anxiously.

"As long as Yan Shenzhou is not there, the others are just mud dogs. Fang Ling saw his worry from Meng Qing's anxious expression, and said with a smile: "Why don't you go for a walk with me?"

Sneak around, is this place where the sect of the Blocking River Sword Sect is located really a place to play? If Meng Qing hadn't had to take the risk of coming here this time because of an important pill, I'm afraid he wouldn't have come.

And in the eyes of this senior, it was as if he was going to his own vegetable garden, which ...... It's a bit hard to accept.

Meng Qing was about to refuse, but Fang Ling had already waved his sleeves, and a sword light took Fang Ling and galloped away like lightning.

"Seniors, the strength of the Sword Sect is strong, and although the cultivation of the seniors is strong, if they don't want to do it to the seniors with shame, the ......"

Meng Qing was on the road, and he had been persuading Fang Ling not to go to the station of the Blocking River Sword Sect, at the beginning, Fang Ling also gave him two answers, but later, Fang Ling didn't even have this kung fu.

When Meng Qing was about to continue, Fang Ling's expression changed and said, "I went to the Jiang Sword Sect because I was unhappy and wanted to find someone to vent my anger, otherwise, how about you let me vent?"

Let Fang Ling, who almost killed Zhu Jiugong between raising his hands, be angry, and Meng Qing's heart trembled.

He knew how many pounds and taels he was, and he was angry. Maybe he'll turn into air.

Meng Qing, who knew that it would be useless to say anything more, closed his mouth honestly at the moment. And Fang Ling at this time. But he said casually: "Tell me about the last few years." What happened to the Southern Chu cultivation world?"

"Back to my predecessors, a few years ago, fortunately, since the Yan Shenzhou Passage Zhaotian, our Divine Scorn Sect and other sects that do not attach themselves to the Heaven Shaking Gate have been besieged by the Pro-Holy Alliance. ”

"In the midst of this siege, the major sects abandoned their sects and hid. But that's it, there are still Primal Ancestors who have been killed!"

When Meng Qing said this, there was a hint of bitterness in his expression. Although he had some contact with the Yin Ancestor of the Maiden Sect, the other Yuan Infant Ancestors did not have any friendship with him.

But the rabbit died and the fox was sad. It is precisely because of the lack of the protection of these ancestors that they have become lost dogs.

"Qingyang Ancestor is the pillar of our six sects of scorning gods, and his old man not only has the cultivation of the late Yuan Infant, but he is only one step away from half-step power. ”

"After the Yan Shenzhou passage shone in the sky, the Qingyang Ancestor led the people to get out of the difficult realm, but unfortunately, he was ambushed by the masters of the Holy Alliance. ”

"I heard that at that time, although Yan Shenzhou did not go over, he used other means. Smashed the ancestor into ashes with one punch. ”

In the years when the Thousand Bamboo Sect was mixed, Fang Ling had naturally heard of the Qingyang Old Ancestor, and this Old Ancestor had personally warned the Jiangjiang Sword Sect for the sake of him and the River Blocking Sword Sect.

Although this was only at the request of Liu Liren. But Fang Ling's psychology still has some gratitude for this ancestor.

As the strongest of the Six Sects of the Scorning Gods. Even the Qingyang Ancestor was killed, which shows what kind of situation the Six Sects of the Gods of Scorn have reached.

"What about the Thousand Bamboo Sect now?" Although Fang Ling was no longer nominally a member of the Thousand Bamboo Sect. But at this time, I couldn't help but ask.

"The Thousand Bamboo Sect was also besieged, but I heard that it was before the Yan Shenzhou Passage was illuminated. Liu Liren Ancestor was already prepared to be besieged, so the losses of the Thousand Bamboo Sect were not too great. ”

When Meng Qing said this, there was a hint of suspicion in his eyes, this senior didn't ask anything else, just asked the Qianzhu Sect, what is the connection with the Qianzhu Sect?

Liu Liren was able to prepare in advance and not let the sect suffer too much loss, this news made Fang Ling a little happy.

He didn't speak again, but looked at the spring water at his feet.

The rolling water, and the peaks that stand on the edge of the water, have not changed in the same way, and the situation in which he blocked the river ten years ago is as if it were yesterday.

"Ten years later, it's still the same. As Fang Ling spoke, he pointed to a mountain peak that was not very high, and said with a smile: "This Tongming Peak, I sat here for some time back then, it's very good!"

Meng Qing looked at Fang Ling's familiar appearance with the surroundings, and a lot of doubts rose in his heart.

But even if he had a lot of doubts in his heart, he didn't dare to have the slightest suspicion about Fang Ling. Just said cautiously: "The predecessors have cultivated here." ”

"Qing Xiu is not counted, it just blocked other people's doors!"

Blocking the door, blocking whose door, there is only the Blocking River Sword Sect, and ten years ago, the blocking of the River Sword Sect and the Thousand Bamboo Sect were connected, and a name instantly appeared in Meng Qing's heart.

Rubik's Cube Bullying!

This is a name that makes all the Demon Dao disciples proud, after all, back then, only this overlord gave the six sects of the scorn god a face, and the sword sect that beat the river did not dare to go out.

Thinking of this name that stirred in his heart, Meng Qing hurriedly said, "Senior, are you Fang Lingfang's senior?"

Fang Ling nodded and said, "I am Fang Ling, I can't imagine that I haven't come back for more than ten years, you still remember me." ”

"The predecessor is the pride of my scorn sect, as long as our disciples of the scorn sect mention your seniors, who doesn't praise you as a good man, and can follow the predecessors to block the door of the sword sect again, I will die, and I have no regrets!"

As he spoke, Meng Qing bowed respectfully to the ground, and his eyes were full of reverence.

Isn't this the legendary Natou Bow? Fang Ling's thoughts flashed in his heart, and then with a wave of his hand, he helped Meng Qing up.

"Blocking his portal, how can I dissipate the anger in my heart, since I am here this time, I naturally want to let the River Blocking Sword Sect change places. ”

As he spoke, Fang Ling shook his sleeves, and the Demon Banner appeared in his hand again. (To be continued......)

PS: Woo, any explanation, it's pale, all the cat can do is to ask the brothers for forgiveness, the cat is wrong, the cat is so mentally retarded because of his own carelessness, woo, beg the brothers to forgive the cute kitten, kneel!