Collapse! The Saints Have Been Reborn to Seek Revenge!

"Sect Master Qingshan, do you want to help?"

Hearing this lazy female voice with a smoky voice, Qingshan Zhenren's low roar, quickly died.

The bulging muscles contract rapidly.

Subsequently,

Qingshan retreated quickly and withdrew from the battlefield.

The elders of Baiyunzong naturally followed, all of them looking at the purple-robed woman with amazed eyes.

Apart from Qing Shan, they did not know this person.

In other words, they only know that this is a loose cultivator, and it is Elder Ke Qing who was invited by Junior Brother Qingshan a few days ago.

As for the people in the strange pavilion, they couldn't see through the realm of the purple-robed woman for a while, so they chose to suspend the attack, but they always kept the distance that the people of the White Cloud Sect would not escape.

"Senior Drunk Moon!"

Qingshan smiled wryly, and clenched his fists towards the purple-robed woman, "If senior can help, Qingshan will definitely be grateful."

"Yes, what kind of gratitude method?"

The woman Zuiyue put down the wine gourd and glanced at Qingshan lightly.

"This……"

Qingshan didn't expect this Senior Drunk Moon to be so direct, so he paused and said, "If you need anything, feel free to mention it!"

The elders of Bai Yunzong listened to Qingshan's words and looked at each other. Naturally, they couldn't see through the cultivation of the woman's drunken moon, but they all felt the invisible sense of oppression, which made Qingshan so humble...

Well, Qingshan was very cowardly.

But to make Qingshan dare to withdraw from the battlefield in such a critical situation of life and death, and be so polite to this woman, presumably this woman is the lowest of the Zifu Jiuzhongtian!

Not even in the realm of distraction!

Otherwise, in such a critical moment, Qingshan would not be so fearless.

At least women have the strength to end the battle in an instant.

"Although mention it?"

The woman Zuiyue smiled, causing Qingshan to tremble with fear, and the jade hand shook the wine gourd, pretending to be surprised: "Hey, is this wine running out?"

Qingshan's expression froze for a while, and he gritted his teeth for a while, "If senior can save my White Cloud Sect in a time of crisis, it will be a great favor to my White Cloud Sect. In the future, if the seniors don't have enough wine, just say so."

Hearing this, the woman Zuiyue burped comfortably.

"Also,"

She said again: "Zhen... um, I mean, I fell in love with a disciple of your Baiyun Sect!"

"disciple?"

Aoyama's face suddenly became nervous.

He was smacking Zuiyue's words in his heart, 'Look at it'?

What does 'look at' mean?

"I know that you Qingshan cherishes the younger generation of the sect,"

Zuiyue glanced at Qingshan lightly, and pouted, "It's a bit boring these days. It's not too much to pick one of your Baiyunzong's disciples for the entry test today, right?"

Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words.

It was an apprentice.

You make it clear!

It's just that I don't know which disciple is so lucky to be favored by Zuiyue?

"Yes, yes, not too much."

Qingshan hurriedly smiled, "Senior is my Baiyunzong Keqing elder, and he has the qualifications to accept apprentices, so naturally it is not too much."

"Yeah." Zuiyue nodded.

"Dare to ask this senior, what is his name?!"

At this time, the leader of the strange pavilion, who was hanging aside, couldn't sit still in embarrassment. He was afraid that if he didn't speak again, the two would forget him!

The head of the strange pavilion bowed his hands, coldly frowned, and said solemnly: "After walking down Qingzhou for many years, the powerhouses are quite strong. If the seniors insist on wading in this muddy water, I am afraid that the seniors will also weigh them."

"Um?"

Zuiyue turned her head to look at the leader of the strange pavilion, and seemed to remember that there were these people from the bizarre pavilion present, and she also promised Qingshan to help him.

At the moment, Zuiyue flipped his hand, and a seal appeared in his palm.

Then she tossed gently.

"Huhuhu..."

Yinxi flew into the sky and turned into a size of ten feet.

Horror lingers!

"withdraw!"

The leader of the strange pavilion felt the soul-stirring power of Yinxi for the first time, shouted loudly, and fled far away for the first time.

In the blink of an eye, it was miles away.

The rest of the people also dispersed in a hurry.

"This……"

The elder Bai Yunzong was stunned, and he also felt the terror of Yinxi, but seeing that the people in the strange pavilion had fled, he couldn't help looking at each other.

Are the seniors ready to let them go?

And the next moment!

The space below the seal began to shrink!

The people in the strange pavilion who had already escaped were pulled back almost instantly, and they still maintained the posture of advancing and fleeing, and were still in a state of flight!

"Well, how did we get back?"

"No, what kind of trick is this!"

"Senior, spare your life!"

A group of people is faster, but the space behind them shrinks at a faster rate!

No matter how they run, they stay where they are!

This scene is like a group of ants crawling up the rope, no matter how fast the ants climb, when Zuiyue pulls the rope at this end, the ants return to their original place!

It's not that the ants didn't move!

But the space moved!

Seeing this, the elders of the Baiyun Sect in the field all opened their eyes wide, and they were so excited that they were like chaff!

This, this, space shift! !

The last time is also the realm of supernatural powers!

How could Qingzhou be so powerful? !

Let's look at the woman's understatement, it seems to be effortless, maybe it is not necessarily a strong king!

King's Realm...

That's only in legends and cemeteries.

When the old men were terrified,

All the people in the strange pavilion were pulled back to their original places, like grasshoppers tied to a rope, unable to escape.

"boom--!"

Yin Xi suddenly pressed down.

The souls of the strange pavilion were scattered, and the flesh was slag.

"It's over."

"Let's go,"

"Go to my lover!"

Zuiyue got up, beckoned to take back the seal, and happily crossed towards Baiyunzong, taking a step a hundred feet, shrinking into an inch, and there was no trace in a blink of an eye.

Only the people of the White Cloud Sect who were staring at the Ziwei Emperor star map behind her purple robe were left in a daze. *