The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

Qiansha Valley, which is also one of the Nine Holy Lands, does not have a sect. After all, it is a place to guard Jiuyou. The vitality of the heaven and earth here is turbulent, which does not improve the practice at all.

But this is one of the Nine Holy Lands, and it is also a place to suppress the evil monks between heaven and earth, so several major sects will regularly send people to Qiansha Valley to guard it.

Strictly guard against the outside world, concealing the fact that this is the passage leading to the Nine Netherworld.

Qiansha Valley is a huge volcano, with a towering wall standing above the crater, and within the crater is an endless abyss.

And this abyss is the place that leads to the Nine Netherworlds, starting with Huangquan.

When a living being approaches the underworld of the abyss, its spirit or soul will be pulled away and fall on the road to the underworld.

It is also the place where monks who have done evil things are judged, and the monks sent here by various major sects are all disciples who are not very qualified, have no hope of breaking through the body, and are nearing their end of life.

Living a miserable life here, receiving generous sect subsidies, but never seeing any hope of further advancement.

When his life span is approaching and his body has passed away, he will go to the underworld.

Therefore, the sect disciples who came here jokingly called themselves both jailers and jailers.

Everyone is sitting quietly on the city wall, waiting for the day when their life span is approaching.

The bottom of Qiansha Valley near here is the place leading to death.

this day.

A ray of green lotus sword light came from a distance, and the monks on the city wall opened their eyes one after another. Such an aura could only be caused by a great monk.

Could it be that another evil cultivator who committed evil was suppressed by the great monks in the sect and forcibly removed?

But it’s not the stipulated time? Everyone looked up in surprise.

A ray of blue sword light came from the sky, and descended on the city wall with a stern aura. The sharp sword intent spilled out to the west, and the monks on the city wall were so pressed that no monks dared to raise their heads.

When the sword light subsided, everyone was able to raise their heads. A monk in black clothes and holding a sword stood sternly, looking left and right, as if he was looking for something.

This person is none other than Leng Qingsong!

"May I ask which disciple you are?" An old man with white hair and beard stepped forward and asked Leng Qingsong.

Leng Qingsong looked at the old man and gently uttered two words with his thin lips: "Qingyun!"

"When did Qingyun Sect gain such a powerful sword cultivator?"

"See how young this person's life is, he has already reached the realm of a great monk!"

"As expected of my junior, he is almost as outstanding as I was back then!"

"Come on, if you have this ability, why would you come here to look at the sand?"

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Many monks on the city wall breathed a sigh of relief when they heard that Leng Qingsong was from Qingyun Sect.

Compared with the Sword Sect who looks at people with their nostrils, the Wanfa Sect who is arrogant and deceitful, and the Penglai Immortal Mountain people who are not close to strangers...

The disciples of each major sect have some characteristics of their sect, but only the disciples of Qingyun Sect are relatively easy to get along with.

The Qingyun Sect disciples here were even more elated when they heard that Leng Qingsong came from the Qingyun Sect. Their sect had such a genius, and they were really happy for their sect.

Leng Qingsong felt uncomfortable being under the spotlight, but he still suppressed his discomfort and asked, "Where is Jiuyou?"

Leng Qingsong, who decided to come here, just wanted to find his brother. Even if he couldn't find his brother, he would at least be in the place closest to him.

Leng Qingsong didn't know anything about the situation here. If he hadn't gotten lost more than a dozen times, he would have arrived at Qiansha Valley three days ago.

When the old man heard Leng Qingsong's first question about Jiuyou, the expression on his face paused slightly. He looked at Leng Qingsong in front of him with caution and asked: "Since you said you are from Qingyun Sect, do you have a warrant from the head?"

Hearing the old man's question, the monks on the city wall looked at Leng Qingsong with vigilance, and vaguely surrounded Leng Qingsong.

Pretending to be a disciple of the Nine Holy Lands and coming to Qiansha Valley to save people is nothing new these years.

Leng Qingsong took out his belt and threw it to the old man in front of him. He didn't want to fight with the people in front of him.

These people are not qualified to draw their own swords, and they can't even take one of their own swords!

The old man caught Leng Qingsong's belt, sneered and said: "I'm talking about the leader's warrant, not your waistband. The land of Qiansha Valley is a place jointly defended by the nine holy places. Without the leader's warrant, even if Even the disciples of the Nine Holy Lands cannot come here easily!"

Leng Qingsong frowned slightly. He didn't want to kill anyone today, but why were there always people wandering in front of him?

Although Leng Qingsong in front of him is a great monk, and most of the monks here have not broken through to the out-of-body stage, the seven elders guarding here are all elders promoted by various sects to guard!

Everyone is a great monk who is at least in the integration stage!

So the old man in front of him is not afraid of Leng Qingsong. A boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, no matter how strong he is, can't break through to the upper three realms, right?

This is the world of cultivating immortals, not a magical world!

Under the stalemate between the two sides, the eyes of Leng Qingsong, who was not good at words and fearful, also turned cold. He put his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and he could only try not to kill anyone!

Seeing Leng Qing loosen his hand on the hilt of the sword, everyone tensed up and silently prepared for their attack.

As disciples of the Nine Holy Lands, their pride will not let them run away from the battlefield. Behind them are the elders promoted by the major sects to worship them!

The old man activated his true energy without hesitation and issued an early warning towards the bottom of Qiansha Valley.

The auras of the seven strongest ones soared into the sky from the bottom of the valley, and vast amounts of true energy mixed with Taoist rhymes rushed out one after another!

Like a real eruption of a volcano, a Mahayana and six merged bodies appeared on the city wall in an instant!

Without saying a word, the seven great monks started to attack Leng Qingsong.

If you rashly come to Qiansha Valley without a master's order, even if you are really a disciple of the Nine Holy Lands, you will die!

The green lotus suddenly appeared in Leng Qingsong's eyes, his calf slightly bowed, he pressed the sword with one hand, and disappeared instantly.

The moment the attacks of the seven great monks arrived, Leng Qingsong disappeared from the spot!

When Leng Qingsong appeared again, he had already ducked behind the seven great monks.

Standing in the void, his black robes fluttered and his long sword was sheathed.

And the six great monks in the integration stage spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and they were suddenly as angry as silk and their faces were like gold paper.

No one knew what happened, no one understood what the young man in front of them had done.

The six great monks could only barely see it, and a sword light flashed past in front of their eyes!

The leading Mahayana monk looked at the wound on his right hand with lingering fear.

As the person with the highest cultivation level here, he saw what Leng Qingsong did!

The young man in black drew his sword and charged toward him!

Only one sword!