Qing Yisanren frowned and stepped on the clouds, looking at Beg coldly. The faint immortal power suppressed Bei Qi, and Qing Yi Sanren shouted coldly: "What about the people in this courtyard?" Bei Qi had just walked out of the courtyard, and Qing Yi Sanren's divine sense swept over the courtyard, and naturally found that there was no one in the courtyard.

Don't look at Qingyi Sanren tremblingly, and said in a low voice: "Are you asking the people in Xueyun Courtyard? ”

Qing Yi Sanren's eyes widened in astonishment, he looked at the gate of the Xueyun Courtyard, and muttered coldly: "What is Chang Wu doing? Isn't it a good plan, and the three of them are acting together?

After a moment of silence, the Qingyi Sanren glared at Bei Qi and shouted, "Who are you? Why did you come out of this courtyard?" With the scolding of the Qingyi Sanren, a huge immortal power suddenly descended. Beggar's very cooperative body was crooked, and he sat on the ground in embarrassment, looking at Qingyi Sanren in horror like a ghost, his face was three points whiter than snow.

Sitting on the ground tremblingly, Don Beg shouted embarrassedly: "The junior just came to do business with the Daoist friends of the Iron Ghost Snatching Spirit Sect, just now the junior bought some rare things from them, and then the senior Changwu came, they said a few words, and left." The juniors don't know what they're going to do, the juniors are just exchanging some rare materials with the Daoists of the Iron Ghost Snatching Spirit Sect!"

Qing Yisanren frowned and looked Beg up and down, he always felt that Beg was a little weird. The Changwu Immortals had already agreed with them that when the people of the Iron Ghost Snatching Spirit Sect drove the Yīn Ghost to search for Yan Qijun and his party for them, the three of them would join forces and must capture Yan Qijun and the others alive. However, Changwu Immortal suddenly walked away without a trace with people, but Beqi walked out of the empty Snow Cloud Courtyard, which made Qingyi Sanren feel extremely weird.

If it weren't for the fact that the Qingyi Sanren suddenly sensed that the aura of the Changwu Immortal had disappeared from Flying Snow City, he wouldn't have rushed here. As a result, when I got here, I saw that the Changwu Immortal was gone, but this was too weird, didn't they make an appointment?

Qingyi Sanren stared at Don Beg silently, Don Begging took out a bag from the Black Dragon Spirit Ring tremblingly, and handed it to Qing Yisanren tremblingly: "Senior, senior, this is the item that the junior trades with them." The juniors are true in every word, and there is not a word of falsehood!"

How could the Qingyisan people look at the bag handed over by Beggar? What good things can a small Jindan monk trade? The Qingyi Sanren slapped the bag on the snow more than a dozen feet away, and he shouted coldly: "Can you see clearly, in which direction they left?"

Before Beg could answer Qing Yi Sanren's question, Qing Yi Sanren had already exclaimed, as if he had seen a hungry wolf of flesh and blood, he suddenly jumped off the cloud, dodged and rushed out, and grabbed the brocade bag that fell to the ground. Just now, the Qingyi people didn't take Beggar's tips as a thing, and casually beat it far away. However, the mouth of the bag that was not tightly tied was loosened, and several plants were shaped like reeds, the whole body was green, the leaves were like jasper carvings, and the faintly transparent spirit grass suddenly appeared.

Grabbing the bag and taking out the spirit grass from it, Qing Yi Sanren exclaimed: "Three thousand years of fire of the green rose, this is the main medicine for refining the Seven Apertures of the Qing Shen Pill! Three thousand years of fire of the green rose, where did this group of juniors of the Iron Ghost Snatching Spirit Sect get it?" Turning his head to look at Bei Qi fiercely, Qing Yi Sanren snorted coldly: "Junior, what did you exchange this spirit grass with them?"

Beqi's eyes widened, and he exclaimed in surprise: "This is a green carrot, but it is three thousand years...... Are you kidding, how can there be three thousand years of immortal grass now?"

Qing Yisan's face sank, and he sneered: "Presumptuous, how could Poor Dao mistake the year of the elixir? Poor Dao said that they are three thousand years of fire of green roses, it must be three thousand years of fire! Quickly say, those juniors, where did they get this kind of spirit grass? Hmm, no!"

Qingyi Sanren suddenly came back to his senses, and the Changwu Immortal came to find the monk of the Iron Ghost Snatching Spirit Sect, but suddenly ran away without a trace with people, without even informing himself. In the cultivation world, there was only one situation where this kind of thing would happen - the Changwu Immortal had discovered something that was good enough to make his heart flutter, otherwise he wouldn't have run so suddenly!

Thinking of this, Qing Yisan's eyes are breathing fire. He had already determined that the Changwu Immortal must have discovered something, but in order to eat alone, he ignored the Daoist companions who fell into the hands of the enemy, and did not care about searching for the whereabouts of the monks who destroyed Drifting Snow City, and left with the people of the Iron Ghost Snatching Spirit Sect on his own.

Angry and roaring in a low voice, Qing Yisanren glared at Beg and said, "Come on, which direction are they going?"

Holding the bag tightly, the mouth of the bag is open, and the fragrance continues to spew out from the mouth of the bag. Qingyi dill is originally a kind of herb with a natural fragrance, so Qingyisan people do not take this fragrance seriously. He stared at Bei Qi deadly, trying to force out the whereabouts of the Changwu Immortals. If the monks of the Iron Ghost Snatching Spirit Sect really found these three-thousand-year-old Qingqiao Lotus on the Snow Abyss Star, then there must be other treasures in the place where they found the elixir, otherwise the Changwu Immortals would not have left in such a hurry.

The Qingyi Sanren of Li yù completely ignored - if the Changwu Immortal really left with the people of the Iron Ghost Snatching Spirit Sect because of Qing Qiaoluo, then why would he let Bei Qi leave the Xueyun Courtyard safely? People and things like this related to heavy treasures must be in their hands, and Bei Qi will either be taken away by the Changwu Immortal or be exterminated, it is impossible for him to leave safely like this.

However, the huge interests were at stake, and the thought that the Changwu Immortal was likely to take the people of the Iron Ghost Snatching Spirit Sect to find more spirit grass of the three thousand years of fire, the heart of the Qingyi Sanren people ached! He stared at Bei Qi and shouted: "Tell them where they are going quickly, otherwise Poor Dao won't mind grabbing your soul and finding out everything Poor Dao wants!"

Don't look at the Qingyi Sanren blankly, the green qi erupted from the mouth of the brocade, and the Qingyi Sanren was already entangled in the mist of the green sè. Bei Qi asked curiously: "Senior, after you have inhaled so much drunken dragon incense, do you still have the strength to speak?" Don't you think that your body is a little weak, your eyes are a little black, and the immortal power in your body can't be mobilized?"

Qing Yisan was shocked, and he exclaimed, "What? What drunken dragon incense?"

Before he finished speaking, Qing Yisanren's eyes darkened, his body weakened, and he fell to the ground heavily.

Beg let out a cheer and hurriedly pounced. Regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, he took out a large handful of powdered drunken dragon incense from his bag, broke open the mouth of Qingyi Sanren, and poured all the drunken dragon incense into his mouth. As soon as the drunken dragon incense touched the saliva, it immediately turned into green juice and melted into the body of the Qingyi Sanren. With the weight of the drunken dragon incense poured into the mouth of the Qingyisan people, even if a hundred immortals are put down, it is impossible for the Qingyisan people to wake up by themselves in this life.

After laughing wildly three times, Don't beg to grab the Qingyi Sanren and stuff him into the Soul Cultivation Ring.

However, the three green jade rings worn on the fingers of Qing Yisanren emitted a large piece of light at the same time, and the multicolored light was like countless fine needles of cow hair, densely piercing Beiqi's body. Bei Qi only felt a chill all over his body, and before the light touched his body, countless thin wounds had appeared on his skin, and countless blood beads were densely covered on Bei Qi's skin, dyeing him like a bloody child.

"Bastard!" Beg cursed.

Everything was going well and safe when he first picked up the Changwu Immortals, so don't ignore this matter. Now that he is attacked by the jade ring of the Qingyi Sanren, Don Beg suddenly woke up - the Qingyi Sanren is a heavenly immortal, and he must have an immortal weapon on his body!

With a carelessness, Beqi was severely injured by the colorful light, and he spurted out countless fine bloodshots all over his body, and a cloud of blood mist enveloped Bebeg, looking so hideous. These colorful rays of light penetrated into Beqi's body, frantically destroying his body tissues, and some of them, with a cold air, rushed straight towards Bebeg's sea of knowledge, posing as if they wanted to kill his soul.

Don't beg to roar in pain, the Wutu Dragon Scale Shield spewed out a cloud of yellow light that firmly enveloped his whole body, and countless colorful millimeters of light hit the Dragon Scale Shield, and actually made a dull thunderous roar. Beggar's body was beaten and swayed, and he was almost not knocked out by this inconspicuous-looking multicolored light. His eyes widened in a hurry, and a thin bruise appeared in his eyes.

The forbidden law divine flame struck the three green jade rings. A miserable howl suddenly sounded from inside the jade ring, and countless colorful rays of light suddenly disappeared. Beg grabbed the jade ring fiercely and ripped them off, and then grabbed the Qingyi Sanren and stuffed them into the black dragon spirit ring.

Bei Qi, who was trembling in pain, scolded in a low voice: "Bastard thing, Qingyi Sanren, see how I will pick you up!"

Roaring angrily, Beg turned into a black sword light and was about to rush out of the Huixian Jīng House.

However, the aura of Qingyi Sanren suddenly disappeared from Flying Snow City, and his immortal weapon took the initiative to attack the Protector, which had already alarmed the last immortal in Flying Snow City, the Xuanyang Immortal. A ball of fire rose from the top of a snow-capped mountain in the distance, and the Xuanyang Immortal, who was covered in crimson flames, rushed towards this side with a roar of rage.

"Kid Dare Fight, why did you plot against Qingyi Immortal Friend?" Xuanyang Immortal roared angrily: "Quickly stop and bow down and capture, Great Immortal, I will leave you a whole corpse!"

Seeing that the Xuanyang Immortal rushed over, Don't beg to sacrifice the Eight Horses without saying a word.

Another cloud of colorful auspicious light enveloped his body, and Beqi suddenly turned into an extremely thin auspicious light and rushed out of Flying Snow City. The prohibition in the sky above Flying Snow City couldn't stop it at all, and it was blown to pieces by the colorful auspicious light emitted by the Eight Horses.

Don't beg and laughed: "Xuanyang old ghost, wash your neck and wait for my uncle to cut off your dog's head!"

Seeing that Beqi was turned into the familiar colorful auspicious light and fled, Xuanyang Immortal was so angry that he never dreamed that after the city-wide inventory of Flying Snow City, Beqi actually hid in the city safely, and it seemed that he had also calculated the Qingyi scattered people!

The Xuanyang Immortal looked up to the sky and roared angrily, "You bunch of waste in Flying Snow City!"

With a roar, the Xuanyang Immortal suddenly spurted out three mouthfuls of blood, and two blood wings erupted from his back, and the Xuanyang Immortal opened his red eyes wide, and suddenly turned into a line of fire and chased towards Beqi. The speed of the Xuanyang Immortal's flight actually surpassed that of Beqi, who was driving the Eight Horses to escape, in an instant! With a flap of his fire wings, he instantly chased after Beqi.

With a roar, the big hand of the Xuanyang Immortal burning with raging flames grabbed Beg in the Eight Horses.