Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

The woman opposite shook her head gently, patted the green ribbon on her wrist, and said with a smile, Elder, I have a rare treasure that can deal with monsters, you are here to protect everyone.

Cheng Xiaocheng wanted to persuade again, but Lu Xueqing had already turned around and walked towards the huge lava beast.

Small figure, so strong at this moment.

Senior sister! Senior sister...

The countless disciples behind him couldn't help shouting.

Lu Xueqing kept walking.

The emerald green demon-binding rope followed her gently, turning into a long dragon and circling and dancing around her.

The lava giant controlled the terrifying red flames to smash over, but was surrounded by green long dragons, and was instantly bound into a zongzi. His footsteps trembled and he fell to the ground.

Lu Xueqing's face paled.

The demon-binding rope in her hand is not a complete version. Although it can restrain the demon beast, it is very heavy for herself.

She didn't even have the strength to use the divine sword Yulei Zhenjue, so she hurriedly sat on the ground and controlled the demon-binding rope with all her strength.

True Yuan slowly passed away.

Every time the lava giant struggled and roared, it was like a giant hammer hitting her spirit.

Lu Xueqing gritted her teeth and insisted.

Well? The lava giant was actually suppressed!

Zhou Yimo noticed the changes inside, and couldn't help but turn into anger, shouting: Elder Cheng, don't think that you can be safe and sound! We might as well spend it on and wait for the return of Demon Lord Luo Yu, which is when you will be buried!

The two sides were at a stalemate.

The battle between Demon Lord Luo Yu and Daoist Qing Hui will directly determine the outcome of Qiongyu Sword Sect and Quetang Demons.

Lu Xueqing's brows trembled, and she murmured: Daoist Qing Hui... You will be back, right?

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Zhuoguang Mountain, Lingshu View.

Zhang Ming, who had not slept all night, finished washing up, and subconsciously tried to perceive Zhang Xiaoyi, and suddenly his heart moved.

Hey, there's movement!

He hurriedly switched to Zhang Xiaoyi's perspective.

On the mountain road, Zhang Xiaoyi opened his eyes and found himself lying on a simple woven rose mat, being dragged up the mountain by a young man in a green felt hat.

Young master, we don't need to take this dead man with us. Look at his wet body. I don't know how long he has been soaking in the water. Even if the immortals come, he will not be able to save him!

Ah Fu complained without looking back.

Sikong Jianli shook his folding fan in front of him and said, A'Fu, don't talk nonsense, the front is the mountain gate of the Qiongyu Sword Sect. When we get inside, let's beg the immortal masters to take care of them.

This Taoist priest must be the same as us. He peeked at the duel between the two demon cultivators last night, and he was shocked and fainted, and he was planted in the mountain stream.

As the saying goes, the same people are fallen from the end of the world, why do they know each other when they meet each other. Since Uncle De tried him and he is still angry, then we can't wait until we die.

Afu pouted.

Readers are one set after another.

Do not listen or not.

Uncle De reminded in a deep voice: Young master, today's empress worships Buddhism and suppresses Taoism. It's not a good thing for us to save this Taoist priest, and maybe it will anger Qiongyu Sword Sect.

They were in Nanling City, but they heard the voice of three hundred sword immortals subduing demons, and the one who subdued was the Taoist temple on Zhuoguang Mountain.

Although this Zhuoguang Mountain is far away, this Taoist priest cannot possibly be a Taoist priest on Zhuoguang Mountain, but after all, it is contrary to the imperial edict of the Empress, which is likely to cause trouble.

Zhang Ming was lying on the table, a little curious.

When the current female emperor ascended the throne, he knew that Qingquan had mentioned it when he went down the mountain to buy supplies in Lingxi Town.

However, what is worshipping Buddhism and suppressing Taoism?

The Empress is fine, and suppressing our little Taoist temple?

Cough cough...

Zhang Ming pretended to wake up.

The three quickly gathered around: Little Daoist, you're awake! Daoist, thanks to me, A Fu, for saving you, otherwise you would have drowned! Daoist, how are you?

Zhang Ming was a little uncomfortable with their enthusiasm,

Holding up his broken body, he said, Pin Dao Qing Hui, did the three save me? I don't know what to call them?

Yes, it's us!

Master, my name is Sikong!

My name is Afu!

Liu Sande.

It seems that they haven't chatted with anyone for a long time.

Soon, Zhang Ming understood the ins and outs.

The three of them came from Luocheng, the capital of Jin Kingdom. The leader, Sikong Jianli, seemed to be the noble son of Luocheng. He had read poetry and books, and because he admired Qiongyu Mountain Sword Immortal, he came to seek immortals and asked.

From their mouths, Zhang Ming also knew for the first time.

It turned out that there were three sects of the Seventeen Schools in the Jin state, and the Qiongyu Sword School was one of the seventeen sects.

These sects usually practice seclusion in seclusion, and rarely make holy appearances. Ordinary people, even if they want to see him, have nowhere to go.

This is also the reason why Sikong Jianli rushed over to Xunxian to ask when he saw the high-profile birth of the Qiongyu Sword Sect.

In addition, there is the saying of the Four Demons and Three Demons.

It turns out that the Scarlet Fire Demon Sect is one of the four major demon sects in the Jin Kingdom. No wonder it is so arrogant. This Demon Lord Luo Yu was not wronged.

Zhang Ming was stunned, and at the same time asked curiously, Young Master Sikong, what is the name of the current empress?

Sikong Jianli waved his folding fan and said with a smile, Although I don't like the edict that worships Buddhism and suppresses Taoism, but I admire this empress very much.

Seeing the turmoil in the society, the current empress ascended the throne strongly, reorganized the dynasty in three months, and the country's name was Yongsui, deterring all countries. But she is only nineteen years old, which is amazing. The empress's name is taboo, her surname is Wu, her name is Qing'e, and her character is Ming. Fairy!

There was admiration in his tone.

It seems that this queen is really not simple.

Zhang Ming directly filtered out the first half of his words and landed on the last sentence, Wu Qing'e, Wu Mingxian?

Ming Xian Ming Xian, it does not match the worship of Buddha...

Just when he was thinking, Ah Fu suddenly shouted: Master, Master, we are here! Look, that lofty mountain gate is the Qiongyu Sword Sect!

Sikong Jianli's expression lifted, and he took two steps first, only to see a pavilion looming among the clouds and mist, and the word Qiong Yu was written on the front door.

This is the fairyland on earth...

With a sigh of relief, he greeted him backwards, Daoist Qinghui, Uncle De, let's go in! I hope that this time the Qiongyu Sword Sect can accept me as a disciple and make me a fairy in the mountains!

Zhang Ming shook his head and sensed the current situation in his body. He only felt that his true essence was stagnant and could not be used. After this magical change, he was afraid that he would have to rest for a month to recover.

I don't know what happened to Lu Xueqing and the others.

The four passed through the mountain gate and found that there were no disciples guarding the mountain, and they couldn't help but go deeper step by step.

They crossed the square in front of the hall, and soon came to a wide area, it was Yijianping who was practicing his homework.

Master! There is someone here!

Ah Fu's eyes were sharp, and he was the first to call.

Hey, what is this black light curtain, is there any hidden secret in it?

He glanced at it, and the disciples of the Red Fire Demon Palace who were sitting cross-legged around the Black Demon Array all looked at him.

The icy gaze was like a sword.

Uncle De's eyes changed and he shouted, Master, be careful! They're not from the Qiongyu Jian faction!

The head of the Quetang, Zhou Yimo, looked over coldly, felt Uncle De's energy, and hummed, Return to the One Realm?

Immediately, his eyes sank, and he looked at the blue-robed Taoist priest among the four, feeling a little familiar. No, isn't he the one who fought against Demon Lord Luo Yu last night?

After Zhang Ming's demonic transformation, his cultivation base froze, and it was when he was the weakest that he couldn't help showing a polite smile.

However, Zhou Yimo felt a sudden shock.