Infinite cycle of the heavens

"boom!"

The sound was like thunder, it exploded in the back mountain, and the sound spread far away, echoing back and forth among the seven peaks, waking up all the disciples and elders who lived in the front hall of Tongtian Peak.

Countless people rose into the sky and looked towards the back mountain.

Chapter 33 Zhu Xian Out

The golden sword energy collided with the blue sword light, forming a blazing light cluster. The gold and blue energy danced wildly in the light cluster like electric currents, spinning, intertwining... making a "crackling" sound the sound of.

After about two breaths, the light ball exploded with a bang, the aftermath was huge, and the air wave emptied out, flattening all the trees within a radius of ten feet, and sweeping out an open space.

Qi Fang only felt an extremely powerful force coming from the long sword, which made his arms go numb, and he took a step back involuntarily.

On the other side, Wan Jianyi backed up three steps with a "thud, thud, thud, thud", his arms were hanging straight down, his fingers were still trembling, and a string of blood dripped from his fingertips. It fell and formed a pool at his feet.

The bright red color is startling.

After all, his arm is still a body of flesh and blood, and it cannot be compared with the magic weapon of the fairy sword.

"As expected of Wan Jianyi, who became famous in the world a hundred years ago, he is old and strong, but his Taoism is more profound. I am afraid that one foot has already stepped into the realm of 'Taiqing'." Qi Fang couldn't help but admire.

Although Wan Jianyi's arm was injured, his expression did not change at all. On the contrary, his aura was more fierce than before, with a frightening edge, and he felt like he was getting braver with each battle.

"Why is Qing Song in your hands?" Wan Jianyi's eyes fell on the long sword in Qi Fang's hand.

"Qing Yun Sect really has a deep relationship between brothers and sisters, why does everyone love to ask this question." Qi Fang raised his eyebrows, with a provocative smile on his face, and said: "Cangsong has been killed by me, so this sword is the most important thing to use." In my hands."

"Although Cang Song doesn't live up to expectations, he is a member of the Qingyun Sect after all. Since you killed him, you can accompany him with your life." Wan Jian shouted angrily, and an extremely domineering aura surged out. The wind blows, and the hunting sounds.

While speaking, Wan Jian took a step forward, as if he was stepping on an invisible step, ascending step by step, and his aura was also increasing step by step, as if there was no limit.

"Quick battle and quick decision, the movement just now probably has alarmed the people in the front hall." With a flip of her palm, the acacia bell and the blood-devouring pearl appeared in her hand at the same time, overflowing with precious light. "Get rid of him as soon as possible, and get the Zhu Xian Sword."

"Okay." Qi Fang nodded slightly.

……

"What's that sound?"

"Has there been thunder?"

"It seems to be coming from the back mountain..."

"Houshan, that direction should be the Patriarch's Ancestral Hall!"

"It doesn't sound like thunder, but it sounds like someone is fighting."

"Fighting skills?! No one will fight in the ancestor's ancestral hall."

"What the hell happened there?"

"Would you like to go take a look?"

Many Qing Yun sect disciples came out of the dormitory, looking towards the direction of the back mountain, talking and chattering together.

"Quiet!" A shout rang out, overwhelming the discussions of all the disciples present, and the person who shouted was none other than Shang Zhengliang, the first seat of Chaoyang Peak. "Everyone go back to my room, make a fuss all day, what else is there to practice."

"Yes."

The discussion stopped suddenly, and the disciples replied sparsely, and returned to the room one after another.

Afterwards, Shang Zhengliang from Chaoyang Peak, Taoist Tianyun from Luoxia Peak, Master Shuiyue from Xiaozhu Peak, and Zeng Shuchang from Fenghui Peak gathered together for the first time.

In addition, Zeng Shuchang brought his only son Zeng Shushu with him, and Grand Master Naval also brought his disciple Lu Xueqi.

"If I hear you right, that voice just now is someone fighting." Taoist Tianyun said.

"Then what are you waiting for, someone dares to make trouble in the forbidden area of ​​Qingyun Gate, you must not let him go." Although Master Shuiyue is the only woman among the seven heads, she has a hot temper and is better than a man.

"Have any of you seen the senior brother in charge?" Zeng Shuchang asked.

The first Daoist Cangsong of Longshou Peak disappeared a few years ago, and the first Daoist of Dazhu Peak went back early. Except for these two, the remaining five chiefs were present during the Qimai martial arts meeting during the day, but when they meet now, But Master Daoxuan was the only one who disappeared.

"No." The rest of the people all shook their heads.

"Senior Brother Sect Leader has already gone to the back mountain." Shang Zhengliang said.

"Then let's go too." Master Shuiyue got up after saying that, took the lead in offering the fairy sword, turned into a stream of light and went towards the back mountain.

……

"boom!"

A muffled sound.

Wan Jian vomited blood, flew upside down, and fell heavily in front of the ancestor's ancestral hall.Although he is one of the top five masters in Zhengdao, but with one against two, facing Qi Fang and Hou Hou who are stronger than him, he was defeated in just one round, and was bombarded by Qi Fang in front of the ancestral hall.

"The Blood-devouring Orb and the Hehuan Bell, I never thought that these two magical treasures would be born at the same time, and they are still in the hands of the same person. After a hundred years of peace, there will be another wave. The world of cultivating immortals is really ill-fated."

Wan Jian coughed lightly, and another stream of blood flowed out of his mouth, but he stood up quickly, his body standing up straight, like a sharp sword rather than bend, at the same time pinching the sword formula with both hands, forcibly destroying the mana, a strike The unparalleled sword energy soared into the sky.

Just looking at his aura, he doesn't look like a severely wounded person at all.

"Stop it." Suddenly, a voice sounded. "You rest first, leave it to me here."

Wan Jianyi's body trembled, the formula in his hand stopped immediately, and the soaring sword energy slowly dissipated.

Qi Fang and Hou Hou passed through the pine forest and appeared in front of the ancestor's ancestral hall. When they heard the man's voice, they immediately turned sideways to look in the direction of the sound, and narrowed their eyes.

I saw a middle-aged Taoist in a dark green Taoist robe appearing in front of a small cave.

The cave looked very ordinary. It was built in front of a gentle hillside. The entrance of the cave was nearly three meters high and two meters wide. There were green vines and thorns on both sides. It was the same as the caves that ordinary people see. The only difference is that there is a destined extraordinary name engraved on the stone at the entrance of the cave—Huanyue Cave House.

The person standing in front of the Huanyue Cave Mansion is Daoxuan, the head of the Qingyun Sect.

But what attracted Qi Fang's attention was not Huanyue Cave Mansion and Daoxuan, but the ancient sword without sheath that Daoxuan was holding in his hand at the moment.

Execution Sword!

Wan Jianyi also turned around, his eyes fell on the ancient sword in Daoxuan's hand, he paused, and said: "You... unexpectedly took it out."

"The magic rises and the dao disappears, and the catastrophe regenerates. This is a matter of time... Recently, the people of the demonic way have become more and more rampant, and their activities have become more and more frequent. I sent someone to inquire about it, and it turned out that it was from the Blood Refining Hall. The remnants of evil have revived, rising against the trend, unifying the entire magic way in just a few years, and recreating the feat of the black-hearted old man 800 years ago when he was alive." Daoxuan said lightly, and his eyes fell on Houhou again: "If I didn't see Wrong, your Excellency is the master of the Blood Refining Hall, Wan Wan."

"Yes, it's me." Hou Hou said.

"Then this is Mr. Qi who killed Poison God and Yuyangzi with one sword." Daoxuan looked at Qi Fang again.

"The news about Daoxuan's head is really well-informed." Qi Fang smiled lightly.