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"Report!"

At this moment, there was a loud shout, and a big Yan soldier rushed in, "Today the Golden Eagle Banner is stationed in the Youshan area, but just a few hours after setting up the village, there was chaos. People rushed into the camp."

"People in the rivers and lakes?"

Wang Shiyi frowned, and looked at Wang Ningshui behind him.

Recently, the Five Lakes and Four Seas Hall dispatched many masters to stop and kill Chen Shi, Bai Ying and the generals of the two armies, but most of them ended in failure.

After all, in the face of thousands of troops, it is difficult for ordinary people in the world to make a difference.

Wang Ningshui shook her head and said, "It's very difficult for ordinary Jianghu masters to disturb the entire camp, unless they are master-level masters."

"Grandmaster!?"

Wang Shiyi's face darkened.

When Yan State and Zhao State were fighting, the master master would basically not behead the enemy's general, because if the master master made a move,

Then the meaning of war has changed, and it has completely become a battle of life and death, a war of extermination of the country and species.

Wang Shiyi frowned and said: "Which master master is it? Quickly check it out for me."

"I'll go."

Feng Lingyue said from the side: "I'm going to Youshan now, and I can get there in about half an hour."

Wang Shiyi nodded and said, "Then there will be Patriarch Laofeng."

Feng Lingyue went to investigate in person, which was not only efficient but also very safe. After all, if he wanted to leave, it would be difficult for the Golden Eagle Banner's army to keep him.

"It's okay."

Feng Lingyue waved her hand, and then walked out of the tent.

Youshan is [-] miles away from Tianbo City. With Feng Lingyue running at full speed, it didn't take long to reach the surrounding of Youshan mountain range.

Before he got close to the Golden Eagle Banner camp, he felt the astonishing sword energy.

"swordsman!?"

Feng Lingyue thought for a moment, and said to herself: "Could it be Lin Yiyang? But hasn't he returned to Yuheng Sword Sect to retreat?"

This astonishing sword energy must be one of the top swordsmen, and there are only a handful of top swordsmen in the world today.

Suddenly, a figure quickly passed by from a distance.

The man was wearing a Taoist robe, with a crane top and a turtle back, and a crown on his head, with an elegant demeanor.

Feng Lingyue frowned slightly when she saw the person coming, "Luo Chongyang?"

It is well known in the world that the Five Poison Sect has a good relationship with the Zhenyi Sect, so if they make friends with the Zhenyi Sect, it will inevitably offend some masters who are hostile to the Zhenyi Sect.

As a traitor of the Zhenyi Sect, Luo Chongyang was secretly the primary target of the Zhenyi Sect to eradicate it back then, and even dispatched the hermit master from Yinshan. Feng Lingyue also participated in this operation at the beginning, and the result of this war was the Zhenyi Sect A master of transformation generation died in the hands of Luo Chongyang.

Others don't know how powerful Zhenyi is, but Feng Lingyue knows it very well, so he is one of the few people in the world who knows how powerful this Taoist priest is.

Luo Chongyang glanced at Feng Lingyue, and said lightly: "Poverty Dao and Feng Patriarch are really destined."

Hearing what Luo Chongyang said, Feng Lingyue felt a 'thump' in her heart, and a trace of cold sweat immediately appeared on her forehead.

If you have a predestined relationship with others, you can't say you can get a predestined relationship, but if you have a predestined relationship with Luo Chongyang, you will lose your life.

Luo Chongyang smiled lightly and asked, "Don't be so nervous, what happened to the camp?"

"I don't know either, so I came here to check."

Feng Lingyue still looked at Luo Chongyang warily, "I don't know why Master Qingyang came here?"

Luo Chongyang, Ye Ding, and Yu Ying are masters of the Qing generation, and his dharma name is also called Qingyang, but today's Jianghu knows that his dharma name is all masters of the older generation.

Luo Chongyang didn't speak, and looked at the Golden Eagle Banner camp in the distance with his eyes, as if he was feeling the surging energy.

After about dozens of breaths, the energy gradually dissipated, as if everything had returned to calm.

In the distance, a figure in black robe flew towards him, and stopped when he landed tens of feet away from the two of them. The whole body of the man in black robe looked like he had been salvaged from the water, and the simple long sword in his hand was covered with blood.

And the water on the robe fell to the ground and turned bright red, obviously it was not water but blood.

Holding the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hand, An Jing walked at a leisurely pace, looking at Feng Lingyue with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Luo Chongyang asked, "Where is Qi Shuren?"

"died."

An Jing said lightly.

When Luo Chongyang heard this, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Other than Xiao Qianqiu, Qi Shu is the second person who dares to rob him of Luo Chongyang's things. A person like Qi Shu who likes to take risks with his body will not escape death sooner or later.

Wealth and wealth are sought in insurance, how can someone put their brains in their belts and seek wealth every day?

"Qi Shu is dead!?"

When Feng Lingyue at the side heard Ghost Swordsman's words, a look of disbelief appeared in her eyes.

Who is Qi Shu? He is the successor trained by Zhao Guoguozhu Qi Wushuang. He has reached the realm of the second qi master at the age of only fifty, and it is not impossible to become the fifth qi master in the future.

But at this moment, the ghost swordsman said that Qi Shu was dead, how could Feng Lingyue's heart not be shaken?

"Um!?"

Feeling the aura of the ghost swordsman, Feng Lingyue felt a chill in her heart: it turned out that this ghost swordsman had already reached the realm of a master, but being able to kill that Qishu with the realm of a master is also very impressive.

"Let's go."

An Jing said slowly.

Luo Chongyang took the lead slightly, then thought of something, looked at Feng Lingyue and said, "Ghost Swordsman and I are going to hunt Dongluoguan in half a month. If Patriarch Feng is interested, you can come and have a look."

An Jing didn't say a word, Feng Lingyue had a grudge with the Demon Cult, if he was willing to come, it would be an extra help.

Then the two flew away into the distance.

Feng Lingyue looked at the backs of the two of them, and there was a storm in her heart.

Will hunt Dongluoguan! ?

Needless to say, the biggest threat to the Five Poisons Sect is the Demon Cult. As long as the Demon Sect exists for one day, it will be like a sword hanging above the Five Poisons Sect.

It is because of this sword that the Five Poisons have to attach themselves to the Shinichi Sect.

Although the Zhenyi Sect has now given Feng Lingyue a promise, he is still worried in his heart. After all, the life and death of the Five Poison Sect is in the hands of others, and they will be more or less restricted. Even the Five Poison Sect has gradually become a vassal of the Zhenyi Sect. .

"Will hunt Dongluoguan? Are they planning to destroy the Demon Cult?"

Feng Lingyue's heart was beating wildly, and her fists were clenched subconsciously, "If it's true, then this is definitely a great opportunity, these two people are very powerful, and they must be prepared to go to Dongluoguan, but the devil The strength of the Jiaofeng Demon Table is unfathomable, I don’t know how many old monsters there are..."

After thinking about it for a while, a gleam appeared in Feng Lingyue's eyes, and a wonderful plan came to her mind.

South of Youshan.

An Jing and Luo Chongyang ran towards Beili City, and the black dragon was still in a deep pool outside Beili City.

Luo Chongyang asked: "Qi Shu is dead, have you got the blood of the real dragon?"

"got it."

An Jing took out the real dragon's blood from his bosom.

At the same time, a blue brilliance emerged from the book from the ground.

"Hint [-]: The host has a treasure (True Dragon's Blood) that can enhance the root bone."

This is the blue opportunity prompted by the book from the ground when it was close to Beili Volcano.

Luo Chongyang glanced at it and said, "That's right, this is the Blood of the True Dragon."

"Return you."

An Jing threw the blood of the real dragon in his hand to Luo Chongyang.

Luo Chongyang played with the solidified true dragon blood, and said with a smile: "Don't you feel tempted at all? This drop of true dragon blood is enough to completely change your aptitude, and let you reach a higher level in the future."

An Jing shook his head, and said flatly, "This is your true dragon's blood, not mine."

An Jing's purpose has always been to benefit himself without harming others, not to mention that Luo Chongyang fulfilled his oath and protected himself at the bottom of the volcano.

Luo Chongyang said slowly: "Aspects are born from the heart, and the environment is transformed from the heart. The poor Taoists pay attention to the nature of all things, and they cultivate the mind. It is not very useful for such foreign things to themselves."

"Pindao wants to take away the precious blood of the real dragon, but he wants to find one or two seedlings, and hopes that one day he can recover the Taoist sect."

Luo Chongyang didn't want the blood of the true dragon to absorb it himself, but for another purpose.

Xindao?

An Jing glanced at the Taoist priest in front of him, feeling a little surprised.

It is said that a long time ago, most of the Taoist priests in Taoism were in the realm of cultivating the mind. Most of them were pure-hearted and ascetic, and their strength was unpredictable. Martial arts gradually became the mainstream.

At the same time, the line of cultivating the Tao of mind with great concentration has gradually become lonely, and has become a history in the ancient books of Taoism.

Luo Chongyang asked: "Qi Shu died in your hands, probably because he left behind two wisps of heaven and earth spiritual energy."

An Jing patted the Suppressing Evil Sword on his waist, and said, "That's right, it's in the sword."

After killing Qi Shu, the two wisps of heaven and earth spiritual energy derived from it were also absorbed by the Suppressing Evil Sword on the body of the sword.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth may collapse at any time, so in addition to being stored in the dantian, there are special vessels to absorb or suppress it.

The Suppressing Evil Sword has the effect of suppressing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth on Sanmiao Mountain was suppressed by the body of the Suppressing Evil Sword for hundreds of years without collapsing.

Luo Chongyang said with a smile: "How about using this precious blood of the real dragon in exchange for your two wisps of heaven and earth spiritual energy?"

True dragon blood in exchange for two wisps of heaven and earth spiritual energy?

An Jing thought for a while, then nodded, "Okay."

His cultivation has just reached the level of a grand master, and the foundation of his realm has not been firmly established. It is temporarily impossible to break through to the next realm. It is useless to put these two wisps of heaven and earth spirit energy on his body for the time being. It is better to exchange for this real dragon blood to improve own roots.

Then Anjing Zhenxie sword slapped, and two wisps of heaven and earth spiritual essence flowed out from it.

Luo Chongyang grabbed the two wisps of heaven and earth spiritual energy, and said: "You killed Qi Shu, but be careful of the revenge from the Black Ice Terrace.

That old guy Qi Wushuang is not as magnanimous as the rumors say, he is very small. "

Qi Wushuang, Zhao Guo's national pillar, is also one of the top masters in the world today.

Ye Ding, the previous head teacher of the Zhenyi Sect, once fought against him, and it is said that he was defeated by him, but these were all rumors, and the two of them kept tight-lipped about the specific outcome.

An Jingting nodded, and he was also alert in his heart, besides the Zhenyi Sect, he should also be careful on this black ice platform.

Not long after, the two came to the outside of Beili City, agreed to meet in Yunlin City half a month later, and parted ways.

"First go to Xuwang Mountain to find Xuwang, then go to Yunlin City to retreat and absorb the blood of the real dragon, and wait until half a month passes safely before joining the Demon Sect."

An Jing found the black dragon in the pool, and thought about it secretly.

Ten years have passed since he got the book from the ground, and now this restriction will be lifted soon, even An Jing, who has always been calm, is very happy at this moment.

But thinking of the unpredictable Jiang Shang and Qingmei trapped under the magic well at the moment, An Jing felt a chill in his heart.

This time, the masters who can follow him into the Demon Cult include Xu Wang, Luo Chongyang, Dayan King Kong, and the two Zhao women, plus himself and Heijiao.

With so many masters gathered together, if you want to come to the Devil's Cult, even if you are in a dragon's pool or a tiger's den, you can make a breakthrough by yourself.

An Jing sat on Jiao's back, looked to the northwest, and whispered to himself: "The heavens of the Demon Cult, it's time for a change."

After half a month, he will definitely break through the main altar of the Demon Cult.

The next day, Zhenyijiao, Tianzun Hall.

The sky was dim, blue in the cold, and the top of Zhenyi Mountain was reflected like a huge ice mirror.

The ambiguity that has accumulated overnight has not yet dissipated, and the radiance of the morning glow has just sprouted. It is the time when the two qis blend and day and night alternate.

In the Tianzun Palace, Yu Ying paid homage to the Tianzun statue in front of him as usual.

Ling Yuanjing sat beside him obediently and waited.

After Yu Ying worshiped, he got up and asked, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Qi Shu is dead."

Ling Yuanjing was silent for a while, and spit out a shocking news.

Yu Ying's heart skipped a beat, and he said, "How did you die?"